The results for Track and Trail have been published. Let's crunch some numbers.



I finished 8th in my class, which consisted of 19 riders. This puts me in the top half of my class. Martin came 3rd in the class, and somehow seemed to pass me twice without me noticing because he got a rather impressive 7 laps.

I came 92nd overall, out of 145 riders. There were 45 DNFs, so this means I was out of the bottom third overall. I am not too upset about these particular results. Not too upset at all, but I'd still like to know where and how Martin sneaked by without me noticing him. He claims that he was carrying a hole punch, and punched his own timecard. If he weren't such a good rider, with such a passion for racing, this would be possible but he'd rather have 7 hard-earned laps than 20 laps gotten by cheating. I must've took a wrong turn somewhere.

Awfully bad day today. The outsourcing giant brought in their rather frustrated big guns - senior managers - who were making some pretty demanding demands. My ageing friend had a slightly different perspective on it, as he usually does, but I still took it pretty hard.

It occurred to me today that bizz-ness is an awful lot like enduro riding. It's a tough old slog, and sometimes you'll pull off a corner or a jump that makes you think you're doing really well. Then, at the next corner, you'll hit a few roots or something and end up on your arse. You have to be prepared to take the knocks if you are going to get anywhere. Enduro is about persistence, tenacity, and never, ever, giving up. Bizz-ness is the same.

One snior manager is well-suited to riding a two-stroke - he has a particularly high-revving and impatient style. Further discussions need to be had with him, but I think we established that bullying is not really a tactic that will produce much traction.

Still a shit day though. Just needs to be over. It will be tomorrow.

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