The Curse of Murrieta:
So here it is....
I originally thought that LA circuit was going to be this past weekend so i rearranged my work schedule so i could revenge LA Circuit. But then we noticed it was two weeks later (and i am going to be out of town). So Juan suggested I do the Tour of Murrieta circuit stage instead. I looked at the course at the time and said, "no way!" Six turns in 3.5 mile laps! That did not sound like "my course"! But then Dominguez Hills came along and I had so much fun... so i had the bug. Sign me up, what ever it is!So Sunday March 15th comes along and I'm the sole Descartes representative racing, but psyched for my team support cheering me on. There was about 20 girls at the finish. Not many eyes on the girls since 5 minutes after the Cat 4 womens rolled out, the Pro Men 1/2 were scheduled to go off. There were some big names/teams (see Steve's blog). And I can now say I officially raced at the same time on the same course as Floyd Landis and many others! That was about the only highlight of the race.
As we roll out this young thin girl takes off and initially sets a good pace. I think wow, this is going to be challenging for 10 laps and 35 miles. However that didnt last long, as the first lap was by far our fastest lap. I heard the announcer say our first lap was faster than the 1/2/3's first lap earlier that day. But after everyone got the lay of the course, the breaks were applied as no one wanted to do any work. There was quite a bit of wind, so hearing my teammates in my ear telling me to just be patient and sit in, I did just that for about 5 laps. But it was scary back there! Cat 4 is truly beginners and although I am a beginner, i am not used to riding with other beginners. There were so many squirrelly, shady riders and I had to have my guard up every second which was mentally draining. After almost geting taken out by a blonde Ranchos girl for the umpteenth time, i said forget this, I am moving to the front. As it was, i hadnt exhausted much energy thus far. Turned out there was only 3 girls willing to do any work, myself, a colnalgo kit and the crazy girl that ended my race. So at one point the Colnago girl says to me, "F this, want to just break away?" I was all in! So we took off (I think this was on the 6th lap) We got about 100 yards away and the motorcycle cop comes tearing by to slow us up in preparation for the Pro guys to pass. Shit, there goes that effort. Once they were by and our neutral zone was lifted, Colnago and I decide to try it again. It was the perfect place. Long road with rolling risers and a couple big gear climbs that we could get some gain on over some of the weaker girls. As we approach one of these climbs, cruising along... there seems to be chaos on the crest of the hill... A crash in the Pro race. Again... another waisted effort. Will we ever be able to break, Colnago asks. I suggest, lets conserve until we get to that straight away again the next lap. She agrees and we decided it wise to try to get a third girl on board and although the girl we thought of proved to be squirrelly on several occasions, she seemed relatively strong and was willing to put some work in up front. She also talked a good game throughout the race like she was quite the veteran rider. So I told Colnago that i'd talk to her as she had become friendly with me in the race earlier on. Just before the last turn approaching the start/finish line on the 6th lap I tried to tell the squirelly girl our plan. Her name was Rebecca btw. The two of us were up front (as the pics Steve posted showed) and she swirved into to me, almost causing me to go down, but i recovered and pulled ahead of here to gain my composure and get the F away from her. However she came up to me again, I think on my right side and before I knew what happened I was on the ground. I noticed my face/teeth hurting first and I saw the blood on my glove. Did this really happen?!? I was so pissed! As I walked my bike back to the medical tent (about 100 long yards way) I noticed my wrist was starting to hurt as well. Anyway, race was over for me. Just 3 laps to go and my race, possibly my season, possibly my racing career was over. This was my biggest fear, but certainly didnt expect it to happen on a straight away in the front of the pack!!
There was a dentist and an orthopod Dr on the scene that took care of me as well as Steve, Suzie and Juan. Thanks again guys!
As Juan raced back to SD to take me to Kaiser, I was one the phone with several of the Dr's and the PA that was on call that I work with. By the time I got there the on call MD was waiting for me with Xrays ordered and they had already put a call into my dentist. They also had the OR on hold and ready if needed. Its good to be in the business when it comes to being a patient yourself. Within an hour or two of my arrival I had multiple xrays, a head CT (I cracked my helmet and clearly had face trauma) and a wrist MRI. Impressive!
I think everyone knows the rest.... 3 broken teeth, small broken bone in wrist but worse off several sprained ligaments that landed me in a long arm cast that prevents rotation of my wrist. In this for about 4 weeks. Off the bike for 6-8 :-(
Anyway, as I was headed to the hospital, I was on the phone with Courtney and Murphy and they said if they had known I was planning on doing that race, they never would have let me. There is a curse on that course. Last year 2 girls on DeWalt got pretty badly hurt (collar bone and knee- ended their season), the year before Courtney crashed and broke her collarbone and required surgery (which however is how she met her husband Dr Murphy), and the year before that Dafna crashed and got hurt pretty bad as well. And now me!!So beware the curse of Murrieta!!!
Will I race again you ask? I'd like to think so, but I know for damn sure I dont want to go through this again! So we'll have to see.
Thanks again for everyone's well wishes and support!
-Julie
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