Coolest 8hr June 2010

So after telling my wife emphatically that once Ely was born I 'd be home for a couple of years chillin and raising him instead of heading off to race any chance I got......I kinda held up my end HE turns 2 in Aug but I need a road trip/race and Northey puts on a great one. I drove up and set up alone before realizing I was camped and pitted just under Yuri's VW bumper. We eased into the morning together and I really had wished I could have been doing the 24 b/c was top end was lacking and with Yuri there it would be a fun battle. There was mud again but my main problem seemed to be starting over dressed and perhaps going out a tad hard but we always do to separate ourselves and then do battle but today I could not breathe and I felt crampy by the end of the first 10 mile loop sitting closely in 3rd ...I pitted to loose the longsleeve and get on with it....I ingested some pills and cookies and rolled out with nobody having passed. I found my flow and began to really enjoy being on my bike on such a sweet day ...it was sunny and 75 after rain the days previously...the mud kept things crazy but manageable it was my cramps that did me in.... I had not kept up with my bottle regime and soon paid ...ridin a 33x 19 a step harder than Yuri's gear and today it showed early as he spun away once I recaptured him on the singletrack but the two of them were spinning while I was clearly laboring ...just did not ever feel warmed up and went out as if I had been spinning on a windtrainer all morn. I did not even bother to look at the results just ordered my Za and headed home 4hrs down the road deeply in the paincave and mentally shattered from my no show on race day. I clearly had no spark or inspiration ....but loads of guilt for time from the fam without the endorphin rush to subside it.