Racing a course of sand and mud run ups with two other women. One of them was so much better, she nearly lapped me. Repeated with about 15 guys on singlespeeds. I selected the wrong gear and did a lot of stomping to get my pedals to go. The following day, I headed to Maine and discovered that my legs were pretty much shot. Raced another 2 races. I think that my real self was in disguise as a huffy puffy uncoordinated slug. We did find a beach in Portland with dogs and played with a really cute Australian Shepard puppy.
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