I happened upon this photo today while looking over your emails to me. It was one of your last races, only a few weeks before you passed. Here you are in the middle wearing a red jersey. Here is what you had to say:
I did the Merced Crit and that was very interesting because they had
the 1,2,3,4 Women start together. There was a very strong Pro Women'
team: team High Road. 5 of us broke away, including 3 High Road
riders. It was pouring rain, and you can't imagine how nice and
smooth it was to be among competent, calm riders. I was momentarily
proud to be a woman. However, after I won the first couple primes,
that moment lost it's luster when they began to attack me. They
worked well together. Attacking, blocking, and when I bridged gaps,
they instantly counter attacked. It was a pleasure to see first hand
what a good team can do. The finish became very confused because the
riders we lapped tried to jump into the mix, and that was no bueno.
Anyway, I probably got 4th and 1st in my Cat.
I'm very sorry you all couldn't have been there, and you will be too
when I tell you that the High Road team changed out of their wet
clothes in the most lingering, exposed and Euro way. Very much
appreciated by the guys warming up all around.
Dimitriy made an appearance and tried to make me feel good or
something by pointing to them and loudly declaring, "See they have big
ass, they are exactly sprinter, you are for road and Time trial". But
he was all smiles, spreading cheer and goodwill.
I had to chuckle at your legendary sense of humor, which I miss everyday. Kristy -- you have not been forgotten. Anyone who reads this will most undoubtedly smile and say, “That sounds like Kristy, I miss her. And it’s true you are deeply missed. Today I will hang another blue “evil eye” on the tree. The tree is grateful. So am I.
