Ouchola. I'm not going to lie to you, that's not what I said upon hitting the deck yesterday at the Central Coast race. It was the last lap and I had just put a little dig in to get a gap on Eric Bustos and Brock Dickie. I needed a gap because I was having a hard time going as fast as everyone else on some of the descents. I was basically getting the crap beaten out of me every time down this one section in particular. Every lap I told myself to ride smooth and that it would be over shortly. On the last lap, I clearly remember thinking with some sense of joy that this would be the last time down this section and then I was on the ground wondering what the hell just happened. I picked myself up and grabbed my bike so Eric and Brock wouldn't slam into it. It seemed ride-able and at first glance I seem to be in one piece so I remounted. But you know how that goes. A little crash does wonders for the confidence and I managed to bobble my way to the finish line almost face planting going over one of the remaining barriers (above picture shown specifically to prove to Mr. C. that I can clear the barriers with some style). I lost another spot just before the line.

So I sit here today with the usual accoutrements of aches, pains and scrapes and I'm wondering how this will affect my training. And how I can improve my skills. And how I can shed some pounds. And how I can goose more speed out of this body. Yep, I'd say Project Johnny is in full swing. Anyway, hope you are well.

Johnny GoFast