The long ride home is over, mile after mile, wondering, questioning, thinking, feeling the pain of poor performance.
Next year, next year, gonna go faster next year.
A long ride home, thinking of moments shared with fellow racers and volunteers, meals shared with fellow racers and volunteers.
Friendship is best when served with salt.
Getting another rider started and watching them go faster each pass. Sharing parts with other racers, who catch the new record.
The smile will still be there for a while. Next year, next year, God willing next year.