Even a Blind Squirrel....

I haven't raced a crit in a bit more than 6 years. Not having the time, and plain old fear have kept me from even bothering. But after watching Eli kill it in his first real attempt a few weeks ago, I knew I had to give it another shot.

Now I think we all know that the Tuesday night crits (TNW's for the cool kids) are not hard core criteriums like the big ones, but people go pretty hard anyway. I felt pretty good the whole time and I put myself in the right places (mostly) and I gutted out a 2nd place. I'm actually VERY happy about that. Like my old friend Dirk has always said: "Even a blind squirrel eventually finds a nut."

The Beautiful Mrs. K gathered up the 1st and 3rd finishers tonight for an ad-lib podium (with no actual podium). Chad Brown killed it, and Kellen got 3rd. I, looking like 10 pounds of shit in a 9 pound bag in my skinsuit, got 2nd. I like my socks better than their socks, though. And I'm 100% sure I'm 40 years older than they are. Bonus!