A Facebook friend commented that I looked so smooth and calculated in the pits changing my wheel during the race. That’s because I had practiced it, like any coach would advise. You can’t be fast in the pits, if you don’t practice it. So on a warm up lap, 10 to 20 meters before entry, I upshifting into the highest gear like I was preparing for a rear wheel change, zipped into the pit, located my wheels, downshifted and exited. However, in making preparation, I tempted fate. Had I NOT practiced it, I would never have rolled my tire in the first place. You following me camera guy? Bikefucious say: be wise and do not tempt fate.
As much as I’d like to blame it on tempting fate, my preparation surely must have been flawed. I’m the only one to blame right? Somewhere my wisdom failed me. Herein is where the neurosis of self depreciation and a stay in the psycho ward on top floor of the local hospital begins. The question undoubtedly is NOT why did my tubular roll off the rim, but what in great Belgium did I do wrong that caused my tubular to roll of the rim?