Hooptedoodle reader and regular bicycle commuter Vincent G. of Phoenix sent me this email the other day. He was one of the winners in his company’s incentive program to encourage alternate transportation and trip reduction.
It’s great that the company is encouraging alternative methods of transportation, but I think the may have slightly missed the point.
Look at the prizes Karen and Vincent won.
Karen $10 Danny’s Family Car Wash
Vincent $15 Gas Card to Quick Trip
Chris $25 Visa Gift Card
Thanks to all participants for doing your part to save gas and the environment.
I wonder if the prize for the winner of the company weight loss competition is a big slice of chocolate cake.
Speaking of missing the point, it took an extra effort to not do so in my race last Saturday.
This year’s cyclocross season is already a month old. So I decided it was time to strip the fenders off and remount the knobby tires on my ‘cross bike. I’ve been putting it off because my ‘cross bike is a great commuter. I thought seriously about leaving the fenders on this year, so I wouldn’t finish another race looking like this:
I rolled up to the start line for my first race of the season last Saturday at Ft. Buenaventura. I took my place at the back of the line, where they put riders who lack cyclocross skills. I had one goal for the race, and no, it wasn’t to not finish last. I would have been fine with coming in last place.
No, my goal was to not get a flat tire. See, last year my ‘cross season was hampered by flat tires, which is good for hiding a lack of skills, but can have a bitter aftertaste when you have to drop out of a race.
I got worried while I was working the pit for Ryan. He couldn’t finish a single lap without flatting, so I helped him change his wheel. I got another scare about five minutes before my race when Rich pointed out a thorn in my front tire.
“Oh well,” I thought, “there’s nothing I can do about it now.” I left the thorn in place and hoped the sealant in my tubes would do its job.
To shorten a boring story, I felt exactly the way I you’re supposed to feel in a ‘cross race if you haven’t raced in over a month. I also crashed once and dropped my chain. Three guys passed me before I got it back on so I thought for sure I was in last place.
This is where I almost missed the point, but instead I reminded myself that I was there because I love riding my bike and not because I thought I could win.
All week I thought I had finished last, but I was content because I didn’t get a flat tire. Results were finally posted yesterday and I was tickled to see that there were two racers behind me.
I’ll be at Rocky Mountain Raceway this weekend. Maybe I can finish in front of three guys this time. Maybe one day I can take cyclocross seriously, but then again, what’s the point?
One more thing. Check out Racer's video of himself, Aaron and me in the race: