|Best race so far||allervite|
May 9, 2002 6:58 PM
|Small training race. 5's 4's 3's 2's all together, about 30 riders. Started slow for about 4 miles. The pace picks up to the high 20's on a downhill and stays there over a series of rollers. The group splits. There are four of us working really well together. Hard right and into the hills; our foursome sits up and the pack is soon on us.
Some muscled short guy goes to the front and winds it out up the long 7% climb. About 15 of us make it over the top; I am at the back and suffering like hell. We shoot down the other side and 2 guys attack and get a hundred yards. A rider in blue moves to bridge; I take his wheel. He is very strong and closes more than half the distance in about a mile. I take my turn and close the rest. The 2 riders are slowing so what the hell, I attack, eventhough I'm hurting. I get about 30 yards for a half a mile and then there is five us together. We come to a short very steep hill and I am dropped like a rock.
Back in the peloton I try to recover. After a long while, we are all back together and are heading to a very fast twisty section of road. I work my way up. I am about ten back and we are doing 30 mph. I slowly move along the paceline. Just as I reach the front, the rollers begin. I think of Musseuw, slide back on my seat, grab the top of the bars and drive like a mother. The group splits and there are about 10 of us heading up a mediumish climb. I am really hurting, but I stay on. The group splits over the top and I am in the back group. There are four off the front. I am second wheel in the chase and I am trying to recover. That same strong rider in blue blows by. I jump for his wheel and get it in about 200 meters. I am really, really hurting. This guy in blue is driving the pace at 34 mph. I could not go around if I had to. Soon we are about 50 meters behind them going into a downhill. I take over for the man in blue. There is another rider with us. Two of the four in front attack as the rode rises for a short roller. I start winding up the pace and catch the 2 right at the top of the climb. I start to slow, but realize they have all sat up. I attack very hard, work it up to the 53x11 on the slight downhill and go as hard as possible. Hairpin right hander with gravel across the road; I risk it and blow through. A long climb begins and I realize that this is where I will get caught. I look back and see about 70 meters to a group of about 15. I go hard. It's go or blow. I'm in and out of the saddle. My legs are numb, my lungs are searing. I look back at the top of the hill and now I have about a hundred meters. I sprint (weakly) over the top and tuck, risk another corner and another short climb. I look back and no one is there. I'm over the top and on a long downhill straight, still no one behind me. Short climb, then flat, then the last steep climb before the finish. I start the climb and no one is there, but I am dead. It's about 10% and I am killing myself at 12 mph.
I'm half way and start thinking, "I may win this" just as I hear that horrible whir of spokes in the wind as an attack comes screaming up behind me. Three guys and they are flying. I sit up, shift into the 23 and think, "Well that was good training." I end up in the top 20 somewhere, but just turn and ride home rather than checking the results.
A little more snap, a little more power and they aint gonna catch me on that hill.
I ride home thinking about life, racing and work.
Till the next dance across the blacktop.
May 9, 2002 10:40 PM
|Was this Sue's Java?|
|Nah, Wed. Night RR||allervite|
May 12, 2002 5:23 PM
|The turn out has been really big. I'd say about 50 riders split into a fast and a not quite as fast group.|
May 12, 2002 9:25 PM
|good thing I just lost my job. I should be able to start making some of these...
May 10, 2002 6:29 AM
|Nice aggressive riding! So much of bike racing is mental and it sounds like you have what it takes to stay focused and concentrate through the suffering. Nothing feels better than giving it all you've got and then reflecting on life after you've crossed the finish line. Something about riding that razor sharp line of pain and exhilaration that keeps us coming back week after week.|
|I got tired just reading that !!! nm||ChrisA|
May 10, 2002 7:18 AM
|re: Best race so far||rwbadley|
May 10, 2002 9:11 PM
|Great ride and thanks for taking us along!|
May 12, 2002 4:05 PM
|Yup, that was really cool. I was getting the shakes while trapped behind my office desk.|
|Thanks for the cmpliments all! Glad to hear you liked it. (nm)||allervite|
May 12, 2002 5:27 PM