When I enter a room, trumpet fanfare and drum roll are no longer necessary, nor are bowing, kneeling or saluting; curtsying is optional. I am no longer PA State Champion. The new 2015 PACX State Cyclocross Champion in the 65+ category is...
Nunzio.
As in every race this season, if Nuzio finishes first, I finish second. If he is second, I am third. Sunday's State Championship race near Pittsburgh was no exception. He and I pulled ahead of our peers at the start, and if it had only been a one-lap race, I would have won. I passed him just before the finish line, but he retook the lead a hundred feet later, then steadily gained on me throughout the race. Nunzio got the gold medal, I got the silver.
The funny thing is, I managed to break the derailleur on my new geared bike before the race, so I defended my championship on my old singlespeed bike. This is no excuse - I only lost a few seconds a lap because of the bike, the rest was due to genetic and character flaws - but there's some sort of convoluted irony going on here. I broke so many derailleurs by 2013 that I gave up and went singlespeed. I accidentally won the 2014 championship without benefit of gears, which pumped up my ego so much that I bought the geared bike to defend that title in 2015. Then at the critical moment, I broke the geared bike and returned to singlespeed, and to my original ego.
Oh, well, maybe next year I can win the 70+ State Championship. And the Nationals, of course.
Speaking of ego, we spent the entire weekend driving five hours both days just so I could be in that race. For balance, we took my 93-year old mother so she could visit her 98-year old sister, visited with my cousins, and on the way home, stopped at the Flight 93 memorial. Thanks to all the cousins for schlepping my mom twixt PA and WV, and for their generosity in putting us up (and planting their own granddaughter as our waitress in the restaurant WE chose just so THEY could pick up the check).
The Flight 93 Memorial is a stunning piece of sculpture. The dissonance between the art and its subject is impossible to resolve. It's worth visiting.