Donkeys and diesel

First race of the season. Would've, should've, perhaps could've...but I didn't.Mind of matter but matter won. Knew I should try to get a good start but then there is glory to be found in coming up through the field isn't there? Well that is what I was trying to tell myself when all I could see is a snaking sea of colour with no head 2min in to the race . I actually was believing it for awhile while I was passing people until I realized diesel fuel doesn't mix with high octane and I sputtered around the course like a lame donkey for the rest of the race. The only thing saving my speed was technique and choice of lines...most of the time.

Cross roads

Looks like I will be stinkin' it up at Nationals. Booked a ticket. To train , I have decided to go with the trusty 6/1 ratio again. Now all I have to do is find 6 hrs to pain...I mean train. Shit, I souldn't have started the blog ... might cut into the ratio.

How it starts

It starts as a joke. 6hrs of racing to 1hr of actual training.