Didn't feel up to racing (lots of petty physical complaints, not to mention the fact it was 88 degrees) so went out faster than I ever have. Makes perfect sense. The next hill kicked my ass and that was all she wrote. I can't remember gasping so badly at the end of a race in a long time.
Slower than last year.
Good learning experience and I hope this provides a good kick in the ass to put in some good work this summer.