I haven't blogged raced in a while, but on the calendar for today was the Mt. Diablo Hill Climb (which is actually an individual time trial, not a mass start race), and I do love me some Mt. Diablo, so I signed up. And in the last few hours of sleep this morning, I had a new variation on the pre-race-anxiety dream: I was on the way to the race in Walnut Creek, which is 45 minutes away by car, and I realized that I was trying to ride my bike there. Oops, I was supposed to drive there - I'll never make it at this rate, I thought as I turned around and started sprinting for home.
What really happened: I woke up on time, drove to the race, didn't forget anything, and finished 14th out of 21 in Cat 4.
