Monday, June 1, 2009

You Win Some You Crash Some


The Ridgefield Tri was my first race of the season. This is only my second season (I was a runner before) so I still make a lot of beginner-scaredy-cat moves, like getting in the water last so no one will kick me. Then I just chill when I swim. That's what I did this time but somehow I was passing everyone in my wave and I was first out of the water. In my head I kept thinking "Woah, I'm so awesome" I think that made me swim faster. I also think I swam faster because I've been doing all my swims at the 50 meter Big Boy Pool.

On the bike it took me awhile to feel warmed up, as usual. I'm stronger this year because I've been riding a lot more. I wasn't being passed as much as usual and I wasn't paying attention to how fast I was going. At one point early on, I was passed by a girl in my AG. My first thought was that it didn't matter because I would catch her on the run as long as I kept my eye on her. Then my superhero powers kicked in and I passed her, like by a lot. At this point I realized there was a good chance I'd be first in my AG because I felt great, was riding well, and running is my super strength so I still had that to look forward to. This realization encouraged me to overzealously take a sharp downhill turn WAY TOO FAST. I knew better. I rode this course a few times with my tri-studs (Javier, Phil and Tom) and I came close, every time, to smooching the guard rail in front of me. The problem is that I love going downhill fast, especially with turns. I love taking risks and I love being scared. Add these things together and they equal STUPID.

It happened in slow-motion... I saw my rear wheel out of the corner of my right eye, fishtailing. I thought uh oh. In response, I applied some brake action, flipped over the front of my bike, tackled the pavement, skidding, skidding, skidding down the hill, somehow totally relaxed the entire time. Then I got up as fast as I could, ran up the hill to my bike and tried to get on before that girl could catch me. I looked at my rear wheel and it was a goner, not only that, my chain was dangling. I also heard my Knight In Shining Fireman Outfit screaming "Don't get on that bike! Are you okay? Don't move!" as he ran towards me down the hill.

Long story short, my Fireman Knight checked my wounds (even the ones on my butt cheeks) and his fireman friend checked my blood pressure and all the rest of that deal. I started to feel dizzy and nauseous and I was yawning a lot so they wanted to call an ambulance. I hate hospitals and ambulances so I disagreed on that particular idea as being a good one. I told them I was probably just a little too excited about my awesome crash, took deep yoga breaths, and magically my blood pressure came back up. I also used my fembot powers of persuasion, which always seem to work ;)

While we waited for the last rider to come through I chatted it up with my new friends. I asked them to describe, in detail, how awesome my crash was. I got to wear a fireman jacket AND a super heavy fireman hat to match. I kept them well entertained. Then they drove me back to the start, listening to my suggestion that it would be helpful to use the sirens for my entrance. We got there and found Javier (my coach) and I skipped over to him, covered in road rash all excited about my first crash.

Overall it was a great day for my tri-studs. Phil was fourth in his AG, Javier made it to the top third, and JH won overall and set a new course record! Also, people were coming up to me and saying that they had never seen someone so happy after crashing. Ain't nothin gonna breaka my stride...


I was not thrilled about removing this bandage

A cute little road kiss.

Knee and shin.

Elbow: day 2

Leaving the race, being a self-sufficient badass.

Oh, and my bike's gonna be okay. Just needs a wheel and some TLC.

14 comments:

john_burns said...

Now I can't wait for my first crash! Maybe it doesn't suck that much. I give you a 9.8!

jb

amienickel said...

Okay, you are now in a solid 3rd place for my favorite tough, badass chick!

Austin said...

Badass!
Personally, id rather avoid crashing
ever
but if i have to crash, I hope I do it with our style and enthusiasm.

Sheila said...

Ouch. Ouch, ouch ouch. It always happens in slow motion, doesn't it? You sure are tough. Thanks for the story and I strive to not copy you on my first tri this weekend...

Dave said...

Love this crash/race report! Glad to see a positive attitude, no hospital visits, and a fixable bike! You heal quick, y'hear?

Strouter said...

Hey, if you're gonna crash, do it well. That's what I always say, so congratulations. Sounds a lot like Avi's Black Bear crash a couple of years ago! Take care of yourself, Guru!

ramster said...

holy shit. i am getting a little woozy lookign at the pics. i know that turn and i was asking phil if they put hay bails there.


so now holistically speaking, what do you put on the road rash, like vit e or some shit like that?

heal fast, 52 days to the Half Nuts :)

Anonymous said...

Women are complex. They want to be pampered, then they want to nearly murder themselves and everybody around them on a bicycle.

Reminds me of the sweet ladies in this picture (NSFW)
http://bit.ly/ApsIj

Philip LaVoie said...

i was so glad u were ok. even more than ok. way to go tuffgirl.

christine said...

Dear Anonymous,

If I find you, I will kill you.

xoxo,

Guru

christine said...

Amie,

I hope you are in 1st or 2nd place for your favorite badass chick.

Sheila,

Good luck on your first tri!

Ramster,

I've been applying a mixture of aloe, chocolate and bourbon. The combination works wonders.

Phil,

Thanks for the use of your ice bath afterwards. If I had to choose one room to live in for the rest of my life it would be that bathroom.

Javier said...

I am proud of ya Kid. Now you shouldn't really emulate me in all things I do, so although you did make a fall at the bottom of a hill, while riding recklessly like I did, at least you avoided the hospital and broken bones, unlike me lol Glad you got that out of yor system.

You ARE TOUGH!! Grrrrr

Mauricio Sanchez said...

You make crashing hip and cool! Next time, yes... next time I crash I hope I have the same outlook you do! Great stuff!

Molly said...

I love your storytelling! LOL next time you make out with the road, wear protection my dear. hee hee