November 23, 2004
A silver lining to my cloudy 'cross season
Upon the conclusion of the NC 'cross season opener in Winston-Salem, where in all likelihood I re-defined my benchmark for "feeble-legged", if someone dared to say, "Peter...in a few weeks you'll be on the podium at the state championships" I'd have replied incredulously, "Just how many bong hits have you done this morning?" Well, Dirty Cycling's narrative of this past Sunday's NC State Cyclocross Championships is a fine read, particularly since yours truly now owns a silver medal from the Men's A race. I've held a USCF license for the past 23 years and my karmic slot machine finally paid out after a disheartening abundance of "mechanical, crash, what-might-have-been, and just plain shitty luck" investments over the cumulative breadth of my competitive efforts. I honestly don't know how it happened, but I never crashed and I didn't flat and sometimes when lady luck is smiling that's all it takes...
