The day started off with me riding to the track at 7:30am, mind you the temperature of the truck rearview mirror clearly indicated 39 degrees (can you say bbbuuuuurrrrrrr)! Although as uncomfortable as that sounds it really wasn't that bad. Not to mention, my husband did give me the option to load my bike and he would ride (since we don't have a trailer to haul the bikes in yet). Nonetheless, I rode and that worked out great because I got to get comfortable on my bike again, since I haven't rode in about 3-4 months.
The day gradually got warmer, right up until the wind kicked in. OMG! It was chilly to begin with but the wind just made it downright COLD! So there we are chivering and anxiously waiting our turn to run...
My first run was not bad but not great. I ran a 11.11 @ 131.79mph with a .520 reaction time (totally sleeping at the tree) and a 2.098 60' mark - OUCH! Yeah not gonna win anything with that kinda time. So now we've run once and the chivering begins again, as the time between runs is about an hour. The next run is my last qualifying pass, I gotta get a better reaction time in order to qualify well...
Second run... I ran a .302 reaction (HOORAY!!!) that's better but alas still not good enough! However, this time I ran a 11.00 @ 132.51mph with a 60' time of 2.006 (going in the right direction). Now this has significant meaning because the fastest I've been able to run, even when I ran my 10.75 was 131mph. I reached a new track high! WooHoo!!! I am stoked!
1st Round Eliminations... did just that. Eliminated me! The ladder paired me (the second worst reaction time) to the guy with the second best reaction time! Oh crap! Only - keep hope I think, after all it is racing and anything can happen. So I put my game face on and get up to run... I dialed a 10.97 and he dialed a 11.20. I'm thinking... well if I break-out, I'll be happy and if I win I'll be happy, right?? Ordinarily that is the optimistic thing to think. Unfortunately, what I was thinking and what happened where two different things. I did a .213 out of the hole (ALRIGHT, I'm getting better) but my reaction time was worse (2.104)...CRAP! And to make the wound that much more painful... as I leave I hear him miss a shift and if I was on my game I could have maybe beat him. Unfortunately, I did not. I ran a 11.39 @ 130.45mph to his 11.30 @ 116.91mph. Overall CRAP!
Oh well... better luck next time! Now it's back to track to practice reaction and 60' times!
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