The Girl with the Cowbell Tattoo: The Wheel Comes Off, But Interbike Comes Up
Normally, when people finish a race and say, “Oh, the wheels just came off in the last lap,” they aren’t being literal. My race on Sunday, however, is a different, much more literal interpretation of the statement. On the runup in the last lap, my front wheel popped off the bike, and I watched as it … rolled back down the hill. To say that it was a demoralizing moment, staring at my wheel at the bottom of the hill, is an understatement. But, I ran back down the hill, reattached the runaway wheel, and finished the race, losing the three spots that I had worked so hard for in the last couple of laps of the race. But you know what? I finished laughing. Frustrated, sure. There may have been a few expletives thrown around out of earshot of the officials. But still: if you can’t see the comedy of that, then why race?