Ding Dong

1:34. Thats what my computer read. And yes, that is in minutes, the time until I hit the ground. Or more precisely a pile of twitchy Frenchmen. I am pretty much ok, a little bruised (we we're cruising off the start at 50+ after all) and somewhat tired as I chased solo the rest of the way to finish, but overall fine. I'll post a full report later, this is mostly for mom, as it is now midnight and I have learned this evening that I race again tomorrow. Up at 7 again for a morning race, but this time in Nice. More to come on also why I am up.