My Sunday began just 2.5 hours after yesterday ended (which was around 7am, after I had gobbled down a quick breakfast a mere 15 minutes after getting off work at 6:30am, where-after I soundly and decisively hit the sheets for a very few winks). The alarm went off at 9:30am SHARP, and I assuredly emitted an audible groan. But I crawled out of bed pronto, because YES, TODAY is TOC day! And the opening stage at that!
I splashed water on my face, heated up the cup of joe I had liberated at breakfast, gathered my goods and jumped in the rental car, pointing it north (or east, somewhere in that general direction). You see, I had a plan. My plan was to go watch the stage. That was the entirety of my plan. I had done a tiny bit of prep-work...I had a printed copy of the days route. That was it. I had NO idea where I was going to be, or how to get there other than to go to Sacramento.
Turns out there is a LOT of traffic heading in that same direction, even on a Sunday morning. I guess the Bay area and the LA area have a lot in common: WAY too many people and not nearly enough lanes on the highways. There were some rough spots (especially going from the 880N to the 680N...you actually leave freeway and go thru stoplights! I was backed up a mile or more from the exit, watching the assholes continually zoom right up to 12' from the off-ramp and blast into a tiny hole left by an inattentive driver! THAT really gets my goat...and I can assure you, NOBODY gets in front of me...they can sit out there in the lane and get rear ended as far as I'm concerned...they need to learn to wait their turn! (I should be in charge of traffic enforcement...there'd be BIG changes I can assure you!)
Anyway, a little over 2 hours later I had covered the 115 miles from San Jose to Sacramento, had driven around the Capitol area and finally found a place to park that was only about 8 or 10 blocks from the start/finish line. In all due fairness, my tomtom navigator got me there, which I lovingly call "Homer" (because I've downloaded his voice, which I find quite humorous as Homer tells me where to go). I made a BEELINE for the start finish area as I had some very important business to attend to in Port-O-let row. After that MOST important business I wandered around the tents and team buses like I hadn't a care in the world. Many of the lady racers were lounging around as they had just finished their race (a crit of something around 8 laps of the city-circuit the pro's were going to do just 3 times). Those ladies look QUITE FIT I can assure you. QUITE. FIT. Oh, note here: the race started at 10:40am, but I had correctly concluded that there was NO WAY I was going to see both the start AND the end, as I actually need to get a LITTLE sleep today (I work again tonight, and every night that I'm up here btw). So I opted for a nice morning nap, and hopefully 2 or so hours tonight. All part of my 'plan'.