Bo rolled in well behind the field in the Cat 3/4 race, 29th of 30, laughing. I wondered why he wasn’t in our Cat 4/5 race, where he’d place higher. We lined up for our race and the mist got heavier; it was hard to avoid the gritty wheel spray and its sour mechanical taste. Like most 4/5 fields it was a mix of experienced racers and beginners. Four 10-mile laps. If it got sketchy I’d bail.