I love the Mt. Hood Cycling Classic.
I have worn yellow there, and I have lost yellow. I have worn the QOM jersey, and lost the QOM jersey. I have climbed 8000 feet and tried to win, but had to settle for 2nd place. Not to mention the rain, the snow, the blood, the sweat, and the tears.
But what keeps me coming back to this stage race? Perhaps I am a glutton for punishment. Perhaps I just love a good challenge. Or perhaps, I just fell in love with Hood River the first time I went there.
Although I finished 2nd there this year, and there won’t be a next year to promise to come back and win, I can still take all the lessons that I have learned from this race, the opportunities that I received, and the plenty of hard bike racing with beautiful views. This race hold a special place in my heart.
Thank you to Chad Sperry for providing a women’s field this year for us to come out and join the party in the farewell to Mt. Hood Cycling Classic. I bet you will be back. Just you wait. And if you are, so will I.