Entered the fast local race last night. Was impressing myself sticking with the lead group for 40 minutes before I got dropped and was in no man's land. Glanced at my garmin to see my NP and slammed into a cone. 2 hours in the ER later and I have a broken fork, wheel, saddle, and some stitches.
Racing is a cruel mistress.
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Originally Posted by
rjones28
Are they talking about spectators feeding the cyclists? You know, like don't feed the bears?