Well, I’m getting this up less than 7 days after the race, which unfortunately isn’t really a good thing because (in this case) I’m trying to capture my recollections surrounding the race, wash my hands of it, and move on to the next race, which is TBD. My teammate Chris Hague, who stayed with me in Syracuse, had a far better day than I, winning 20-24 AG by almost 30 minutes and punching his Vegas ticket. You can read his RR here, but more importantly, read his “Prelude to a Race Report” to understand how I intend to write my report. Obviously, its a bit easier to write a RR when things went well, and harder when you didn’t race well. But I will press on.
As I’m sitting in the hotel getting ready to race Syracuse 70.3 in a few days, I realize that if I don’t get these race reports up, I’ll end up probably never getting them done, and my Syracuse results (good or bad, hopefully good) will inevitably skew how I recollect what happened over a month ago. So, let’s crank this bitch out.
Lead up: Bassman was the first race I got to finally rock my Wattie kit, my Helix wetsuit, my first half-iron distance of the spring, and a chance to get some retribution from last year’s whoopsie. While a lot of my teammates were getting ready to throw down some epic performances at Wildflower and St. George, I was sleeping in my own bed, ready to go throw down in the Pine Barrens. Whatever, a free entry courtesy of CityTri, and no travel expenses? Sounds like a good plan to me. Plus, Erik was coming down with some Snapple & TriBy3 folks, so I knew there’d be some fast racers there (foreshadowing!).
The weather leading into the race all week did not look promising. High in the mid 40s, and overcast. Yuck. Finally race morning rolled around, it was cold as shit, and I hit the road. Got down to the course, got my transition area setup, and spent a lot of time shivering. It was around this time that I discovered it was a different bike course from last year (as in, one I didn’t know), but whatever, just roll with it. Tried to stay warm, chatted with Erik for a bit, and then finally it was time for our race to go off. The water was about 20 degrees warmer than the air… cool?