Last night I had a wacky dream about doing an all men's Keirin out at Marymoor. The race played out in my head - from start to finish. I was 5th on the line, thrown in but the guys jockeyed for better position in front of me so I ended up being the very last person in a line of 6. The motor took off too - and only two guys were able to stay with it. Then with a lap to go, the motor slowed way down, crashing out the guys in the lead and allowing the rest of us to catch up. The two other guys in front of me were confused by what was going on with the motor, so I buried myself and came around them all for the win. It then played in replay in my own mind - and was a reminder, never give up. You never know what's going to happen.
Crazy, huh?
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it reminds me of my first nationals when i did the keirin. val and i were in the same heat. as always. there were lots of fast people in it. i was already thinking about the rep before the race started. i was on the motor. while the motor was still on, everyone crashed but three of us. val and i came in 2nd & 3rd. then the winner was relegated for causing the crash and val and i - the black sheep - advanced automatically to the semi-final, when we were clearly the slowest people in the heat. i think of this story often.
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