I am recovering today from Treehouse Racing Team Camp 2012. I have barely been able to keep my eyes open today. We left Nashville Friday morning for Chattanooga. I realized that on the way that I completely forgot both pair of bike shorts I had hanging to dry in the bathroom. Luckily, Marsha (my fab riding buddy) had an extra pair that no one had bought. When we got to Chatty, it was starting to rain and the wind was rough. We changed in the parking lot and immediately began to climb Signal Mountain. We fought the wind gusts the entire ride. We climbed Signal and Suck Creek, which weren't too bad thanks to the help of my teammates. However, the descents were brutal because of the wind. When we were going down Signal, the wind gusts were blowing us all over the road. I was so nervous, and I thought the road was never going to flatten out. After a lot of prayer on the way down, I made it through, and it was one of the toughest rides I have ever done. We stayed at the Crash Pad in Chattanooga, which is a spiffy little hostel where our team basically took over. It is a great place to stay if you are going to ride for the weekend. You don't have to feel bad about bringing your bike into an elevator of a hotel.
Saturday was the main team ride. We started out together and headed for the River Gorge Race route. The girls split off and had a great ride in the sunshine. We climbed the "Stairsteps" and Raccoon Mountain. The wind wasn't nearly as bad as it had been on Friday. I was pumped when I got to the top of Raccoon (as you can see from my goofy smile below). I can feel myself getting mentally tougher with each hard ride. Saturday night was fun as we bonded over ziti and chili and watched some hilarious videos. Check out my fave here. Sunday, we made a big breakfast and parted ways. Marsha, Heather, Rick, and I went back to Raccoon Mountain to conquer the mountain bike trail. There were some pretty tough climbs, GIANT boulders, and long fast downhills. There was also a crazy rock ledge that freaked me out and some places that we were sure the trail had just stopped. Our legs were pretty tired from all of the climbing, but we were still able to make it through and enjoy the new terrain. I love riding new trails, and I only crashed hard once. All in all, it was a great ride. I could barely walk last night when I got home. Icy-hot strips and my comfy bed were exactly what I needed. I am really excited for the new race season. My first race is in two weeks, and I know that its going to be a great year with some pretty awesome teammates!

And in staying with my forgetful theme, I left my favorite jacket at the hostel and my bra in a teammate's car. How do I even remember my own name?