Saturday, I wasn't sure I'd be up for racing. I'd had some cargo-hauling rides at work the previous week, had not ridden at all last weekend and was feeling strangely unexcited about my race. That all changed when I unloaded my bike at the Washington County fairgrounds and saw the mud.Instead of a blow-by-blow, I'll just share some key points from the day:1. The mud began as a sort of paste, simi…
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