Supremely $hitty day in these parts.
I failed my practical exam this afternoon. And not because I didn't know what I was doing, but because there are two elements that are automatic fails if you forget them (everything else, they'll give you a hint for up to two things if you forget) and of course, of all the things I could have forgotten, I forgot one of those. Not once, in all the hundreds of times of practicing the exam have I forgotten that. Ever.
It's not the end of the world. I get a chance to retake it on Monday. But of course, now I get to stress out about it all weekend, which is going to make it that much harder to study for my THREE patho exams this week. And I have the stress now that if I don't pass the next time, I fail the class and have to retake it. Which basically means that I would be entirely screwed, because it's not offered again until spring.
So, after that debacle, I headed up to Boulder with the intent to pre-ride the 70.3 course since this is the only kid-free time I have to do it before the race. 4 miles into the 56 mile ride, I notice something a little funky, so I stop to check my tires. Only to find a full on HOLE in my rear tire.
I have all of the supplies to change a flat, but I can't really fix my actual tire, ya know? At this point, I'm 4 miles from my car, so I decided to turn around and see if I could manage to make it back. I get about half a mile and the tube blows (and about blows my eardrum in the process). Fortunately, a friend works fairly close to where I was and was able to leave work early, come pick me up, take me to the local bike shop so I could get a new tire and tube ($75 I definitely was NOT planning on spending today
), and then dropped me back off where she found me. She is a rock-star.
So, after all of that, my head was DEFINITELY not in the ride. At all. I tried, I really did, but it was hot and miserable. Although the hour delay did kind of help since it was starting to cool off a little. And then I missed a turn. It's a two-loop course, and it's very similar to the two previous races in the series, so it's not like I was lost or anything, but that was pretty much the end of any decent riding for me. I almost threw in the towel after the first loop, but really wanted to get at least close to the actual mileage, so I decided to do another loop, but just of the sprint course, which is 10 miles shorter. I did go back out and hit the part where I took the wrong turn, just so I've seen the whole course, but my heart was not in it, at all. I got 45 miles in, though, which isn't awful.
I stopped at the creek and sat in it for a little ice bath before heading home to shower and eat dinner at 10.
And now I need to go to bed since I have to be up in 8 hours to go run 12 miles. Sigh...