Damn it was hot today. It was really hot out in fact. I was a little nervous about the time trial today mostly because the last one didn't go as well as I had planned and I had to use a different wheel set up than usual. We got to the Portsmouth Ruritan Club (yay) at around 10:00, about an hour before the first CAT-5 person was supposed to start. This was good, enough time to get set up and warmed up. I guess it was good, but once I checked in I found out I wasn't set to start until 11:39... Yeah, so I had plenty of time to sit around. Not a problem though, I'd rather be way early than late as I usually am. Once the time came I pulled out the rollers and started warming up. My legs were feeling pretty good. I wasn't getting my hopes up, but maybe, just maybe today would be a good day on the bike. After 10-15 minutes of warming up, by which I was already drenched in sweat, I lined up to start. 11:39 came and I was off. If anybody could describe a pancake flat course, they would be describing the course at the PLT. I don't recall a single hill. I do vividly remember the headwind on the way out, but that's a different story. I started out at 26 mph, but decided to tone it down so I wouldn't burn out. I maintained 22-23 for the first portion of the course. Once I got to the first turn I was thankful for having a spoked rim in front because the Cervelo handled much better than usual. I didn't feel like I was going to slide out. After about mile 12 I started to turn it up. From this point on I was keeping a pace of 24-25 for the remainder of the race. The tailwind on the way in helped a little. I finished with a sprint and a final time of 57:54. I was very happy since my goal was to break an hour. I felt pretty horrible afterwards mainly because of the heat. My legs were OK, and once I got some water I felt a lot better. So, with my PR time, I ended up 10th out of the 30 or so guys in my category. I was very pleased with this.
So here's where the good part starts. One of the guys on my team (who just so happens to be a monster) comes up and asks if I wanted to go for a run. In an attempt to not be a wimp I agreed not realizing I just finished a 23 mile time trial. But, here's the but, I really didn't feel like it when I started running. My legs felt fresh, and cardiowise I was good. This is a good sign for the Olympic race on the 18th. I'm ready for it. Nothing left to do but polish at this point and continue to train for the Patriot.
Since I couldn't find my camera yesterday I'll post some pictures today...

I promise my form isn't usually this bad. Being on the rollers forces me to move back on my aero bars.

Sweet new uniform.

Tired, sweaty, hot, and thirsty, but not lonely.
Have a g'nite yall!
Listening to: Clint Mansell
Feeling: So tired I'm not even tired anymore.
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