My wave…as in, my wave goodbye to everyone… I’ve been dropped in cycling races. I’ve been dropped in running races. I’ve been dropped in triathlons. It all feels the same. The disappointment drains through your body as you notice yourself sliding backwards through the pack,  there is (hopefully) that last ditch effort to hang in there, and then, as the gap grows quicker than ever, there is the realization that you’ve been left behind. I popped my yellow-capped head up in Lake