I was looking forward to the Addison Oaks race as it's become one of the funnest trails around. The race was going great until both rails on my saddle snapped. I tried to do a gorilla tape fix but that didn't work. So I pulled the seat post out and rode standing. That was a lot tougher than I'd expected. It did not take long before my calves were screaming, but I have this thing about finishing. After 339 races I have only 1 DNF. When I finished the guys presented me with a nice little award which they incorporated the carcass of the old saddle, neat. After, Cullen, Dana, and I did the traditional post race ride which helped me finish out the day with my 32nd hundo of the year. :-)