Cobblestone
The Mrs took this picture of me at the Cobblestone cross race and I just remember how bad that second race felt. Every lap I wanted to quit. Every lap I felt like turning my bars just slightly to the left and heading to the van. But I stayed out there for some dumb reason and completed 1:35 of very dry, dusty, hot, sunny and painful cross "riding" because what I was doing certainly wasn't racing. Cross racing should be cold and sloppy and you shouldn't get a sun burn!