The field absolutely shattered on the first climb like two miles into the race. There’s no physiological reason I can’t go uphill. I would even go so far as to say I was reasonably good at going uphill in my younger days. Granted I trained 2-3X as much then… Anyway, I ended up chasing the gruppetto, catching the gruppetto, getting dropped from the gruppetto about three times. At the base of Big Mountain (well thought out name that one), I quit. I don’t think I would have made time cut, but I am really dissapointed in myself all the same.
I am not going to go watch the crit tomorrow. I think that might kill me.
Gotta get the heart back.