Racing? Rad
Posted: June 28, 2011 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a comment »This post has been brought to you as a result of threats of violence, death and disappointment
the ideal road racing season that I had envisioned earlier this year did not manifest itself due to the financial motivation to make this fall as lucrative and secure as possible. As a result of that, as well as the pressure placed on the domain by its other authors, proorbust will be rather idle until this fall. But thats ok. Fortunately I was able to procure a flip camera from Cisco before they were discontinued, so we will be able to create as much of a video documentary as well as a written one of our follies this fall
But to the events at hand
Over a month ago was the first cyclocross race of the season. Insane. I know. Fortunately the new name in NC cyclocross known as Asheville Cyclocross hosted a race in conjunction with the Mountain Sports Festival. Cross in May, out of control. The turnout was super impressive as almost 40 people turned up for the A race, showing the tenacity of cross in the West(ern part of the state,)
All of the heaters from eastern TN, WNC and the majority of SC showed up for this race, showing that there was more than cookies on the line for this race. Things got going hot and heavy very quick. Taking it out hard due to the lap and a half on the track and the super narrow and treacherous hole shot
I got into the lead and besides a momentary lapse of this from Mr Wondergem from TN (who relinquished it due to falling down in a silly corner) I held this for essentially the entire race.
besides the occasional attack from my breakaway companions of Dr. Black and Noah #2, things held together in the front as we built up a large lead over the rest of the field. Due to my lack of racing and intervals or any other silly efforts like that, my legs were as sharp as a Dyson trying to thread itself through a brick wall
but after 45 minutes of churning and burning, it was still the 3 o us with a lap to go, and then with a corner to go I was able to outsprint my breakaway companions for a prestige win
no money in this race. Only this sweet trophy
and bragging rights.
See you in the grass this fall e’erybody…
