Blue skies and headwinds, temps close to 70. Awesome weather, the greenery bright, flowers popping out all over the place.
The ride is a bit of a blur now, but I did my best to hang on. The group split up along Pennsylvania as Taylor up the pace. The A and B groups split up at this point. I'm not sure what happened behind me, but I got in with 3 other guys and we hammered away, pulling for a few seconds each and making some headway.
|The final sprint|
It is the little kickers on Baldwin that usually get me, and today they got me good. I finally got dropped and lost sight of the group. But, when I rounded the turn onto Hendersonville Rd, I could see them in the distance.
It was on. I knew there was a good chance that they would be caught by a red light, it happened every time and today the odds were in my favor. The fist time they got caught, I could see the distance separating us start to dwindle. I found a gear that I could sustain, and pedaled as hard as I could. Legs burning, lungs begging for more air, I cruised. I have no idea what my speed was, but the group was definitely not lounging back. They hung out there about 1/2 mile up the road. If I had one other person with me, we would be able to latch on.
Then they got caught by another red light and I was able to make one final push and re-join just as the light turned green again.
Climbing back over the ridge to head home I got to enjoy the fresh, cool mountain air and see the sun setting to my side. This is a part of the ride that I really enjoy. Just spinning and soaking in the stillness of the evening.
Can't wait til next week!