It was muddy and cold day with an early attack from the leading pack leaving me in dead last. I fought hard to catch the pack and when we hit the hill I passed a few to take first. I was out in front for a while until I was caught. My competitor and I battled for a miles for he pulled away from me putting me in second place.
I was trying to chase down the leader and pace car when a volunteer out on the course directed me to go the wrong way. Oh man, I said to myself when I figured it out. I quickly scrambled to get back onto the right course.
At this point, I realize that I had been passed while I was on the wrong course and I am no longer in second place. I stayed focused. Keeping with my Zen. I just kept peddling. As the pictures show below, we get into the grass before the finish and I just found another gear. Staying focused on the finished line I started passing people to sneak back into second place finish.
When I was instructed to go the wrong I could have given up, but instead I kept fighting to re-again that second place. Racing is a metaphor for life. It doesn't always go your way, but you must never give up and never back down.
Thank you to everyone that came out and cheered me on. Thank you to the companies that keep me biking: Stickboy Coffee, Tryon Bike, Black Dog Suspension, Oveja Negra and Dumonde Tech.
Stay humble. Stay grateful. Stay thankful.