Race Anecdotes: Winter Park Tipperary Classic
Let’s start at the end and work our way backward. It’s easier that way. Or, at least I think it will be.
I crossed the finish line solo. Chris was on a hill taking pictures. Marc was cheering for me. Jackky was on the sidelines clapping. I was relieved to be done with 24 miles and 3000 feet of climbing but I was also despondent. And I don’t know why.