Doctor moron...

i am laughing SO hard at my mistake on my last blog... bingeing on T-shirts... not purging them! that is just too funny. yes... i am a moron. i now have a degree to tell me that!

i am tired. had a long day. i was motorpacing this am and working on my sprint. AM being loosely applied to about 3PM, since the REAL AM is tour-time... the mornings get pushed back a tad... anyway- roger, our mechanic/manager is staying with us, so he drove the volvo and i hugged the bumper and worked on jumping around the car. that was my first time motorpacing and it went well except that it is too rolling here for it. so we worked too hard and then not hard enough. but the sprints were good and my legs were nice and cooked after.

then, i headed out about an hour from here to do a training crit in a church parking lot. i was racing with the boys and really just wanted to get a good workout in. only 45 minutes, so not a whole lot of time to go hard. soooo.... i attacked from the gun. i was caught about halfway around the course and then some guys countered and i got on that. then, everyone sat up. so, i attacked again. went off the front until they caught me. then they countered and again, i covered. then they sat up... again. basically, there were only two guys there that would attack, so when they went, no one else would go. since i only cared about going hard and working on my jump... that meant that it was my job to make people hurt today. sooo.... yes. i attacked again. and again. and again. all and all, i was off the front four times in 15 minutes and going hard. but i was slipping and sliding around on the wet pavement and thought that i had a flat. so, i pulled off for a wheel change, only to realize that it was just that the pavement sucked and so i was sliding around on slick road and not soft tire. oops. so i was down a lap (no free laps) and chasing. but then the thunderstorm came in and spoiled the party. i actually kind of like racing in horrendous conditions- i figure that most people hate it and i don’t, so that makes it good for me! anyway, so in this case though... training crit? rain? slick pavement? uh, no dice. so, i pulled out. oh well. fun ride in the mean time.

but then... i was just about to get home when i get a call from my hubby that usada was at the door and looking for me to pee in a cup for them. isn’t that sweet? since my trip europe, i am now enrolled in the out of competition testing program... that means that usada has to know where i am at ALL times... they will know where i am more than my husband does. it is flattering and i am no doper... so other than the pain in the neck factor- i am happy to help ensure that the sport stays clean. it is always scary though to get tested. i KNOW i am clean and will always be clean. but still- it is scary to think that there could be something that goes wrong. what if i got tested positive? it is scary to even think about. you hear horror stories of people getting positive results from vitamins that are cross contaminated etc. i stopped taking vitamins a while back for that very reason. anyway, so until i get the results back- there is always that concern that there could be a mistake. i don’t like to think about it.