Last weekend was the Richmond Festival of the Cross and while I should have announced it in advance so more people could attend, race, spectate, whatever, I didn’t. I did this specifically because I was racing and even though I made all attempts possible to have as few people see my in lycra as I could somehow pictures still made their way onto facebook of my hopping barriers with my bo-bo socks on. Yes, I wore them and in fact one group of spectators yelled “socks!” every lap I took. I had never raced cross before but I must admit it was decidedly not sucky. The whole thing is way out of my comfort zone for the most part but quite a bit less so than a road race or criterium for example. I found the experience to be pretty thrilling as my group (Cat 4 men) was the largest race I beleive and the first turn was a trial in not hooking someone with my massive bar-end shifters. After the race a friend who works at Carytown Bicycles asked me what I thought as he was a surprised as I was to be involved and I replied with was a good time after which he told me a story of how another firend of his was pissed to “get passed by some dude with a rack on his bike”….of course that was me! LOL! So funny. Ultimately though, the best part was after the race (not immediately after,,,that was the part where I was losing a lung and the stiches in my sides were only beginning to recede) but when I broke out the camping stove, popped the tops on a couple Legend Pale Ales and enjoyed watching some serious racers lay down….those dudes are fast for sure. All in all a great weekend so I encourage everyone to come out and at least spectate next year, and I may even post about it in advance, if your not frightened by lycra.