Tour Of Austin 2010

Tour of Austin P12

After another ride with my one of my favorite Pearland cyclists Ronnie Strange we arrived at the Driveway Race track where stage one of the tour of Austin will take place. This Stage is a 3.4 individual time trial on the famous driveway race car and crit course.

After heading up with Stranger Danger I was able to get all my stuff ready and find my team. The course was the big loop that used the top and the bottom of the course and. We had to do about two laps around it. After finding and hooking up with the team I proceeded to warm up on the trainer to get ready for the race. With the race being so short I wanted to be at the line warm and ready to roll. After a good 20-25 minute warm up I rolled over to the start ramp on was waiting for my start time.

Stage one 3.4 mile iTT

When the timer said Go I launched myself down the start ramp and sped into the first corner which officially got me on to the course. I got in my aero tuck and starting to put the hammer down. Heading down the back side of the course I put my bike in the bigger gear and spun as fast as I could to keep my speed up. I was holding nothing back since it was only two laps. Half way through the second lap I must have sounded like a oxygen deprived pack a day smoker as I was trying to get every bit of oxygen into my lungs to power me to the line.  I came across the line at full throttle putting in 100% into that effort. Later that night I found out that I finished 15^th doing the course in about 6:28:20in the Pro 1/2, my best 
result in this field all year.

Stage two 50 mile Criterium

The course for the first crit in the race was the same venue as the one that we raced the TT bikes on the day before. The race Started off very fast and we were quickly doing well over 35mph on the back stretch. My goal in this race was to just do what my team wanted me to do which was to follow and sit on wheels. The racecourse was very fast but the roads were so wide that the speed didn’t help string it out that much and everyone was able to stay in contact with the field for the most part. As the race progressed I could feel that my legs were getting worn out from the very high speed going down the back side ever y lap and my Jr gear restrictions weren’t helping me ether. By the time the race came down to the final couple laps I tried my best to get to the front to help out my team in any way I could but The course was too wide and fast for me and I ended up pulling off on the final lap as things started to get sketchy in the field.

Stage three 90 min e’stigma criterium

With the completion of the first two stages of the tour of Austin complete. My teammate Andrew Gonzales was sitting third in the omnium race and the goal was to try to keep the race together so he can sprint for maximum points on the line. The race started out very fast as most of the races do with attacks going from the gun from all the big teams. I found myself in the middle of a strung out pack and trying to get to the front. By the time I got to the front of the race the race already had a break off the front with a few riders from every team including Brett Crosby from Metro Volkswagen.  Even though we had a guy in the break I still told by the team to get to the front to try to bring everything back together so Gonzo had a chance to win maximum points in the sprint. I was at the front with a couple other teammates in a rotation at the front of the field. I was taking pulls as long as I could trying to bring back the group that was about one minute off the front of us. After a few laps of being in the rotation I could feel that my legs were starting to feel the sting of a long 90 minute race. After a couple rotations at the front there was a lul in the pace and a few riders attacked and formed a chase group. One of these riders was Gonzo who was the rider that we were trying to get the win for. I took a breather and sat near the front of the pack taking a few pulls until I pulled off on the final straight away knowing I contributed to the team and had no energy to contribute to the final sprint. The main break was never caught but Brett won from the lead group, Gonzo finished third in the chase getting so valuable omnium points and Tyler Jewell won the field sprint. It was a good day for the team.

Stage four 90 minute ‘Pickle Criterium’

After Gonzo Performance yesterday in the crit he moved tied for a podium position in the omnium, so the primary goal of the team was to try to get him on the first place pedestal. Something that would take a lot of hard work and maybe a little bit of luck. By the time the race started the weather was very hot with the temperature already past 100 degrees and the wind was picking up from a small storm that just went through. When the race started I could feel the fatigue from already racing 3 days before and didn’t know exactly how my body would respond to this race. The race was extremely hard. Harder than any other previous race I have ever done before. Every lap there was a long up hill and a downhill which were both on the cross wind sections of the course. The race started out with a bang and every lap I found my self sprinting with everything I could to try to stay in contact with the group going up the hardest section of the course. I tried my best to get to the front but I couldn’t find the energy to move up after a couple laps of sprinting up the hard side. Every time I tried to move up I got blasted by the strong head wind and ended up losing even more spots that if I just hung on. I lasted at this pace for about 28 minutes before I just unhitched from the pack and rode to the side of the road to try to breath. This was by far the hardest race I ever started.

Hotter than Hell Weekend

Hotter than hell 100 pro 1 cat 2

After a smooth start to a new school year it was time to drive up north to race the Hotter than Hell 100. This race consisted of a crit Friday night, a 100 mile road race Saturday morning and a crit Sunday afternoon. I went up to Wichita Falls with fellow Pearland rider Ronnie strange as well as a few of the racers from Texas San Jose racing team, including Carlos Varges and Travis Brant.

                  When we arrived at the convention center to pick up our race numbers and packets the entire place was filled with racers as well as riders that will be doing the 100 mile charity ride that goes off after the racers start.

Crit 1: 

The Friday night race was a very fast course with tons of people watching the race from all around, when the race started it started off really fast and I found myself in the middle quick a moving peloton. I quickly found myself in a position where I needed to move to the front to be ready to follow attacks and help out my team in any way possible. After spending almost twenty minutes moving up a few riders at a time I finally made it to the front fifteen riders where I wanted to be. Things were going smooth for me in terms of positioning but I was starting to feel the pain of holding my position and the race was still far from being over. At about forty minutes into the race I could feel all my energy going away and starting losing positions as I drifted back to the back of the strung out field. Once I made it to the back I gave it one last push to try to stay connected with the field but the speed was too high and I came off the back of the pack and rolled in.

In terms of cycling I thought I did great in terms of pack control and being where I wanted to be, I just didn’t have the energy or snap to stay with the pack in the ending half of the race.

RR: The Hotter than hell 100 is was going to be my first 100 mile road race and I was excited for this event. The race started out very fast as we left the neighborhood. We were cruising down the road at 30 plus like it was no one’s business. For the first couple of hours I pretty much just rode in the middle front of the pack trying to stay out of trouble and stay sheltered from the wind that was lightly blowing. With still about 30-40 miles left in the race a break went off the front with a few riders from every team including my teammate Russ “big daddy” Walker.  Back in the pack however all the teams seemed content with letting that break go off the front so there was no big chase to bring everyone back together. As we hit the final 10 miles of the race my team had a rotating pace line going at the front of the pack and I jumped in to help out the best I can. We kept things under control for the next 20 minutes before some of the other teams started bringing their riders to the front for the lead out in the final 2 miles. I tried to move back to the front to try to help out my team with a final push our sprinter. As I was moving up in the final k there was a big crash right in front of me on the overpass. I slammed on my breaks and was able to get around it without falling. However by the time I got my rhythm going the field was in full sprint mode and I just rode in the final 900m easy to try to save some energy for the third race of the weekend. From the break that stayed away Big Daddy took a solo win. It was great day for the team.

Crit2: The start of crit number two was set in the middle of the day by the convention center. It was very very hot and even windier; the course its self didn’t look that complex but with the high winds it was going to be pretty hard. The race started out very fast like I knew it would, I quickly found myself in the back end of the field at the mercy of the riders at the front. Every lap I tried to move up but anytime we hit the strong crosswind section I could feel that I was losing positions to the stronger riders. After what felt like an endless circle of laps I was on the tail end of the group getting whipped around as I tried to hold contact with the group. Once the race was in the final 20-30 minutes I lost contact with the group and was quickly off the back in the strong cross wind section. I pulled off a lap later to prevent getting heat exhaustion.

Recap: I defiantly feel like I had a good weekend with a lot of positive reinforcement.  Mostly in terms of working with my team in the road race and being able to move around better in the pack.

Special thanks to my team and sponsors for allowing me to race this race with them. Another thanks to Ronnie Strange for Driving me all the way from Pearland for this race and Kyle Anderson and his parents for allowing me and some of the team to stay at their house over the weekend.

Tour de L'Abitibi

The first time I heard of this race was 2 years ago back when I was 14 at the southwest regional camp in Lubbock Texas. Tour De L'Abitibi is the largest and only UCI jr stage race in the western hemisphere. The race takes place in  the small town of Val d'Or in Quebec Canada. In order to get to race you must be on a team that gets invited and have a racing age of 17-18.

Getting to and from this race has got to be one of the most difficult accomplishments I have conquered. I left Pearland and flew to Tulsa where I met up with teammate Alex Battles-Wood and was then picked up by the team director Tim Redus before we headed on the 3 day drive to the Great White North. Once we got to Detroit we met up with the rest of the team which composed up Will Rader, Cody Tapley, Alex Parks, as well as our mechanic Mike Wooderd and Soigneur James Karthauser.

After a very long drive from Detroit to Val d'Or we finally made it to where we would be racing for the next week.

Stage 1

The first stage in the Tour de L'Abitibi was going to be my first taste of what racing against some of the top Jrs in North America would be like. In the first 200m of the first race there was a major pile up directly in front of me causing me to have to dismount my bike and jump of the pile of bikes and bodies. I was able to quickly rejoin to main group after a few minutes of chasing with a few other guys that got caught behind the the crash with me.  Once I caught onto the group again it was time to start moving to the front of the 156 person peloton and prepare for the rest of the day's stage. As the stage progressed I found that I was able to move up to the front of the field relatively easy  since we had full rolling enclosure. The only hard thing was that I was having some trouble staying up at the front as was cycling through from the front to the middle of the pack for the rest of the day. After a very fast run in to the city circuits I was at the back end of the pack and quickly found my self surrounded by dropping riders. I did my best to sprint around the opening holes but I couldn't get around all of them and I found myself solo in no mans land just about thirty seconds off the back of the dwindling main group. I went into TT mode to try to catch the rear end of the group that I was never able to catch. I finished about 1 minute behind the group. Not the best way to start a stage race.

Stage 2

The start of stage 2 was a lot smoother off of the line as there was no crashes in the first two minutes of the race. I started to move up as soon as I could but the race was still in town and it was  on some really narrow roads we were riding on. That was when there was a major wreck directly in front of me and I had no where to go but into it. As I ran into the pile up I was locking up both my brakes and my rear wheel was fishtailing around the right side of me. As I hit the group I flipped over the right side of my bike and landed on my side and side of my helmet. The worst of the wreck was when I was sliding on my back  when some large rider ran into my bike and he flipped over and landed on my legs pushing them enough to hyperextend my back causing excruciating pains. And before I could get up a second rider rode into the side of my face tearing up my sunglasses and somehow knocking my contact lenses out of my eyes. Once I stopped sliding across the ground like a rag doll I stood up as fast as I could to find my bike and begin chasing back onto the group. But by back felt terribly wrong and I couldn't stand up straight. The race doctor saw this and made me lay down to make sure I didn't break anything. After laying on the ground for 30-45 seconds she let me up and said I could get in the ambulance if I wanted to but I said no and got on my bike and started chasing. By this time however the caravan and the field were way out of sight and I still had about 60 mile / 95 k left to the line. After I cleared my mind and got focused on the chase I relized how bad a shape I was in on my solo chase, my back was in unbearable pain, my helmet was shattered, half my face hurt from where I was ran over, there was a crack in my fork, my left shifter blade was cracked strait through, I was bleeding out my left knee, all my water bottles fell out, and the worst of it all was that I had no way to see the road up ahead  of me since I somehow lost my contacts in the crash with another 2.5 hours of racing to do. While I was mindlessly chasing I caught 2 more riders. Out of this group I was the strongest and was taking massive pulls for 5 minutes at a time to try to keep the pace as fast as possible. The other riders including one of my teammate Booey where taking shorter pulls since they didn't want to slow the speed down and he said he wasn't feeling well.  This continued till it was about 40k from the line where I couldn't even hold the pace I was pulling at earlier for even a minute. Shortly after this point I hit the wall when all my emotions, pain from the wreck and fatigue from chasing so hard with no sign of the group started combining leaving me feeling the worst I've ever felt on the bike. After barely able to hold onto the wheels of my group I was able to make it to the circuit where I was quickly dropped by my Teammate on the climb on the circuit. I finished the race cold, sore, bleeding, blind, and crestfallen, and in extreme pain. And over 30 mins behind the stage winner.

Later that night after being checked my the doctors I received the worst possible news. I missed the time cut by a mere 90 seconds. After hearing this I couldn't believe it. I never felt so torn apart. The only good news I heard was that Booey, who was with me after the crash and was in my small group of chasers made the time cut by only 8 seconds. One of the narrowest margins ever at this race.

Stage 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

For the rest of the week up at the race I was pretty much team support and got to see how the racing was from a mangers point of view and see the stress of the caravan first hand. Something that seemed as stressful as the racing itself.

Well I would like to give a special thanks to all the people that made this experiance possible for me. I would like to thank my team Will, Alex B, Alex P, Cody and Booey. As well as my team Director Tim Redus, Mechanic Mike Woodered, and Soigneur James Karthauser. I would like to thank my sponsors Hotel San Jose, Juwi solar, Reed and Scardino,Austin Subaru, As well as Metro Volkswagen, The Pearland Cycling Club and the Pearland Racing Team. I also want to thank my coach David Wenger of Durata Training for preparing me for this race. And most of all I want to thank Mom and Dad for all there love and support.

Now I want to head back next year even stronger and make a good showing next year.




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Off to L'Abitibi

Heading off to canada. I will try to update blog when I'm up there but no guarantee.

Nationals 2010 17-18 Bend Oregon

After a years worth of Training and preparation I finally got out of my plane and into the familiar Pine Tree scent of Bend Oregon. The very first thing I noticed about Oregon was the Temperature, Or more like the lack of Temperature. When I got off the plane I was blasted by cold winter like air from the 55 degree weather that has been covering the state. A very nice change from the scorching heat and melting humidity of my coastal home back in Pearland Texas. Well After retrieving my bike box and luggage at baggage claim I headed out to the curb to be picked up by my Coach David Wenger of Durata Training. A few minutes later Picked up fellow teammate and Will Rader. Me, Will, and Wenger then headed towards the house that we would be staying at for the next couple days. Before finishing out the rest of Nationals with the Rader Family

24K Time Trial

The first event of road nationals for the 17-18 was the time trial also known as the race against the clock. After getting my Gear Checked by an official and pumping my tires I headed out for a warmup before the start of my race. As I was warming up I was doing my routine gear check making sure everything was working like it was supposed to like the shifting, turning, and brakes. After a 45 min warmup I went over to the starting house and started getting focused on what i have to do. The final 10 minutes before the start of any Time trial are always the slowest for me. I just tried my best to relax and think of were I need to expend my energy on the course and were I have to take it a little easier. Soon enough I found my self getting held up by an official as he gave the 30 second countdown. This is when time seems to speed up as The Official gave the familiar five-second finger count. As he waved me through I gave a long sprint down the ramp to get my speed up before I tucked myself into my aero position. After a few early turns in the first two Kilometers I took the right hand turn onto the main road were the majority of the course is. For the first part of the time trial things were going steady, my power was up, my speed was up, my breathing felt regular and in control. That was until I reached the first steep pitch of the course and everything started to fall apart. I quickly shifted to my small chain ring as my speed started to plummet and I got out of the drops and in the bull horns to try to spin my way up this first steep gradient. Once I got over this first steep pitch there was a slight downhill where I got into my big ring and tried to get back into the rhythm I was in just 3 minutes earlier. I was quickly noticing my speed was gradually getting lower on the false flat that I was on and noticed that I was starting to lose power as well. I did my best to muscle through this part of the course all the way till I made it to the second steep pitch of the course. I slammed my chain into the small ring and spun up the hill like I did with the earlier. Once I made it to the top I still had a little over a mile till the turn around and then a long down hill. At the turn around I made my turn and started drilling it back to the finish. In my head I knew that I chocked on the way up the hill so I was doing everything I could to try to get the best out of what was left of the time trial. My speed quickly reached 42 miles per hour going down the steep pitches of the course and I never saw the speed drop below 35. I was humming the entire way down doing my best to spin my 52x14 as fast as I could to end this time trial. When I hit the line I could see that my time was a solid 36:47 which would be good enough for 33rd place. I was shooting for a top 15 but I just couldn’t make it up the hill like I wanted to.

50k Criterium

After a little bit of a drive to downtown Bend for the start of the crit everything was looking good, my equipment worked, I was feeling strong, as well as hydrated and ready to go. Once the officials opened up the course for a warm up lap me and the team took advantage of it and got a nice look of the rectangular four corner course that we were about to race around. the majority of the course was three lanes wide with only one tight section going through corners three and four. After two laps of preview the officials allowed us to line up and await the pre race instructions.

I got myself a pretty poor starting positions as usual for large jr races since everybody is rolled out at the line right before the start. The race started with the shot of a gun and everybody was off the line at full speed. I took the first lap very gingerly waiting for the pack to thin out a little before I start making my way towards the front of the pack. The first eight laps were at a brutal pace as everyone was eager to stretch out the legs a little. I was able to slowly move up two to four positions a lap as the hammer was still on full throttle. When I finally made it up to the front half of the pack disaster struck as there was a large wreck in corner three about 5 positions ahead of me. I slammed on both my brakes as I t-boned a bicycle and flipped over the handle bars and landed in a pile of bikes and bodies. Luckily my speed was slow enough that I caught my self before my face hit the pavement and was able to get up and check my equipment before I went to the pit to get my free lap. When the pack came around again they were in full attack mode chasing a small group off the front. I gave it everything I had to sprint up to 33 mph to get onto the tail end of the group. As we were coming around I could still see a few bodies on the pavement that went down in the crash I walked away from without a scratch. The pace was still going at full speed and I was stuck at the back of the pack because of the wreck. I could see infront of me that some of the Jrs in front of me were starting to let gaps open. I did my best to pick around them without leaving myself exposed in the wind, but since the last 30 positions of the pack were signal file that was impossible. That is when the worst possible thing happened, a rider about 4 positions ahead of me opened a gap and couldn’t close it. I did my best to sprint around him to catch the pack but I didn’t have enough speed to catch the tail end. I quickly got as low as I could and started to get into a steady pace to try to catch the group again. I could see that they were still pulling away slightly but I didn’t stop. After about five laps of chasing solo off the back I was able to make connection with the pack again. After making the connection I was able to quickly move up to the front like I’ve been trying to since the race started. After catching on and moving up there was a hard acceleration out of the corner into the headwind section and I got up on the pedals to do my best to match it but I was falling back at  very dangerous speeds and I saw the very back of the pack go flying by me. I gave it one more stamp on the pedals to try to catch that last wheel but I missed it and was off the back for a second time, the only difference was that I was truly spent and there was no catching back on this time. I then rode around for a few more laps before I was pulled by an official, something that I haven't had a lot this year.

I then watched the rest of the crit from the sidelines in anger and disappointment, leaving me one more chance to try to get a good result in the road race

70 mile road race

The start of the Road race was a pretty normal one with a massive pileup about three seconds into the race. The course itself was a loop that we would hit 4 times each lap with two large climbs as well as several smaller ups and downs. 

As the race progressed I slowly moved my self towards the front of the pack with little or now effort and pretty much just sat there waiting for the hills to come. The first lap around the course was more of people getting comfortable on the descents and figuring out where the uphills were in relation to each other as there were few attacks and large accelerations. The second lap is where the real racing officially began as large groups of strong riders would attack the uphills. I did everything I could to stay near the front to make sure a large group would not getting off the front. Heading up the steepest part of the course on the second lap shredded the field down as riders were going off the back faster than those going off the front. I gritted my teeth to try to hold the wheel in front of me as we made it to the top of the hill before the decent and the start of the third lap. The third lap was no different from the second except that a small group of riders had gotten off the front of the pack and the pack itself was a quarter the size. As the pack was chasing down the leaders I slowly moved myself to the front after catching my breath from the efforts up Archie Briggs (name of the road with the steep hill) Once I made it too the front no one looked fresh and the misery of two more laps was setting in the face of the riders. The third lap seemed a little bit easier than that of the second because not everyone was attacking as viciously from being tired. The third time up Archie Briggs had a few attacks but nothing was going off the front. On the fourth and final lap I was still in the main group and there was a small group of riders still off the front of the group. On the false flat after the feedzone climb I put in a hard attack to try to get away from the tiring field. I quickly found myself in no-mans land solo between the leaders and the field. I was hoping someone would jump with me but no one was on my wheel I then went into TT mode to see if I could get farther away from the pack but they were slowly bringing me back into the fold. I was then caught about two kilometers before Archie Briggs and held onto the back of the pack for dear life as the final attacks of the race went underway. After summiting the climb it was a short three kilometers from the finish. I gave it everything I had one more time to try to move up but I couldn’t get to the front anymore, everyone was swelling at the front to prepare for the sprint. As I was doing everything I could to try to move up we reached the roundabout about one and a half k from the line and there was noway I could move up now, so I just sat mid pack and sprinted in mid pack for an even more disappointing 47th place. 

Post Nationals.

Although I didn’t do as well as I wanted in all three of the events up in Bend I had  a good time without any hard falls or loss of skin. I can’t wait for next year to race this course in 2011 Nationals. 

I would Like to thank my team Metro Volkswagen, my coach David Wenger, my friends back in Pearland, and Houston, the Pearland Racing team, Pearland Cycling Club, Chris Sanders at MSHC.net, and everybody else that supported me throughout the earlier part of the year

I also want to thank the Rader Family for taking care of me up in Bend for almost a week. Without you guys I don’t know what I would have done.

I want to give a special thanks to my parents though, because without them I wouldn’t be anywhere in this world, with all there love and support that they give me all the time, and the sacrifices they made along the way to help me.

Gary Glickmen Memorial Crit and Cat 2 State Crit Championships

After a fast 4 hour drive to dallas I was able to make contact with Jr Teammate Will Rader and Kyle Anderson.

The next morning me and Will woke up ate some food and headed out to the races. When we got to the parking lot we can see that the team had set up an area with chairs and shade, as well as water and drinks, a very pleasant change from the Pearland TT mafia.

Gary Glickmen cat 2

The race started out extremely slow and gradually got harder as the race went on. after a leisurely lap or so the pace started to pick up and a few riders went out on the attack. At this point of the race I was sitting towards the front with teammates Will, Gonzo, and Chopper.  it wasn't until about 20 mins into the race i put in a hard attack to try to get a break going. I got a small group of 4 off the front for a lap but Park Place wouldn't let anything off of the front. by after I was brought back into the field i could feel the heat starting to take a toll on me from my early hard efforts. When the final sprint came I wasn't sitting in a good position and got blown apart when the field hit the finishing hill. However Gonzo was able to get second in the race with a strong sprint.

Cat 2 State Criterium Championships

This race was going bad from me even before the start. By the time i was lined up at the start finish i was already bleeding from a crash in my preview lap
The race started out extremely fast and i found my self losing positions every time the field went through corner seven. after about 3 really fast laps i found my self riding tailgun with very few opportunities to move up in the field. about 20 mins into the race I turned my self inside out to try to move back up to the front and I was able to get about 20 people from the front before I would lose all my positions and be at the back again. After about 35 mins of riding the tail I lost contact with the field and took myself out of the race.

However Gonzo was able to make it to the break of about 10 riders that made it off the front with about 20 mins to go. Gonzo won the state title with a strong sprint from the final 300 meters. good Job Gonzo


recap:
had a bad weekend. well better luck next week at Tulsa

Metro Criterium

Metro Crit P123

heading up to the metro criterium in Sugarland gave me some mixed emotions, the reason was that this was a fast technical parking lot crit and it started to shower. I wasn’t too worried about the rain. Wet weather usually plays out in my favor.

The race started out very fast with attacks coming out of the first turn. It was obvious that there was going to be an early break especially with all the gaps that were being opened around the wet turns. I was able to easily move up to the front of the strung out field using the other racers cautious riding to my advantage. After I got to the front of the pack I looked back and saw that I was in a small group of riders including Kevin Kremke (Bike Barn), Lawson Craddock (Hot Tubes), Alan Ting (Supra Squadra), Cody Foster (San Jose), and Russ Walker (Metro Volkswagen). In this select group of riders we kept things pretty smooth most of the way without that many attacks. Once we were 20 minutes into the race it was apparent that we were not going to get caught. As the race was going I put in a few surges in the technical section to see if anyone was getting fatigued but I was quickly brought back into the fold. On the final lap of the race things really slowed down as the cat and mouse games began.  Me being the inexperienced on in the break launched the first attack to try to go with a half lap fly through the technical section. I was quickly reeled in by Kremke as we hit the last 250 meters. Kremke and Lawson lit up the sprint and I was barely able to hold there coat tails in the sprint getting my self a third place. A very good result considering who beat me.  ;)

Sugar crit 123

Sugar Crit 123

Being my third year racing sugar crit all I can say is that this is my favorite crit venue that I’ve ever raced, and every year the race becomes faster and more fun. When I did this race last year in the 3/4s and won with a solo break with a few laps to go. After my win I was then kind of pushed into the 123s with sore and tired legs and was killed in the first couple laps by some of the best racers in Texas. This year however I was racing only the 123s only and had no excuse for a poor performance. The weather happened to be beautiful with sunshine and few clouds.

After about 20 minutes of warming up in a parking garage and getting my rollout I got lined up at the start finish and waited for the announcers to go through the pre race announcements. The announcers then called a few Racers to the front as a call out for the crowd including myself. Being called out and getting to line up in front of the pack with David Wenger (Supra Squadra), Kevin Kremke (Bike Barn), and a couple other of the fastest racers in the state is defiantly a really cool experience that I don’t get to experience too much first hand, another reason I lover this race.

The race started out just as I remember it from last year, it was an all out sprint to the first corner, and I quickly found my self-midpack and fighting my way to the front. Crits as fast and technical as Sugar tend to breakup really fast and never finish with a large pack finish. After about 2 laps of all out attacks and crazy speeds I finally made it towards the front of the pack and was where I wanted to be to prepare for any attacks or break attempts that is when I realized that I was in a select group of riders off the front with a lot of the strong racers of the field in it. But even when I was in a break with only about 10 riders the attacks were still going off, and I was finding very little recovery in this break. The pack then slowly started to bring us in when a second hard attack went, a lot of the strong riders that were in the original break went with this move and I quickly found my self between the leaders and the main field with Jason Bentley (Brain and Spin) and Colt (GCCA). After a couple laps of trying to close the gap to the leaders we were caught by the main pack and I was spent from several laps of chasing. I quickly got to the front of the pack to try to save energy and recovery. At this point Alan Ting (Supra Squadra) made a hard attack to try to bridge to the leaders, I was on his wheel and gave it all I could to hang on but after about 50 meters I lost connection with his wheel and fell back to the pack and watched the break gain time on the pack with every corner it took. Soon after the break was out of sight around the corners of the Sugarland Town center I was able to catch my breath and get focused on trying to get the best possible place I can. In the main field GCCA had a large team that was constantly at the front pulling trying to bring back the leaders.  In the final 3 laps the pace had gotten higher and we caught a 3 man group that fell off the leaders and I could see that the riders behind me were licking their chops with only a few more laps left. In the final lap there was a large crash in front of me heading out of turn 2 where the 4 guys in front of me went down, I was able to find a 4 inch hole and ride through it with unblinking eyes, not one person followed me through that crash and I was now in no mans land and still needing to get to the line. When I finished I found out that I had gotten 13^th, a new best result in the P12 field.

 

Again sugar didn’t surprise me as being one of my highlighted races of the Texas circuit, All I can tell my self is that I was just one move off of being on the winning break and All I have to do next time is just time the areas where I expend energy better. I know that I can be a top racer in the P12 field and all I have to do is learn where and when to work as well as how to suffer more then I ever have. Can’t wait till my next race.

Coldspring RR P12

After an early morning and hour drive to the race with Jeremy Thomson (Proactive) I was at the High school and getting my numbers for my race. Once I got myself pinned up and rolled out I found myself lined up with the other racers that I would be competing against that day.

After a nice neutral rollout the race was in full throttle with several attacks from all teams in the flat tailwind section of the course. Every couple minutes look at my speedometer and see that we were cruising at 35 mph+ in certainty sections. After lots of attacks from several different teams the pack let David Wenger (Supra Squadra) get in a solo move about halfway through the first lap before the hilly back section of the course. Once we hit the hill on the course the field was going at a steadier pace with few big hard attacks, in this time of calm riding I moved my self more towards the front knowing that the fast flat section was coming up soon. Once we hit this flat section again the field was back to full throttle and the pace was up and the speed was killer, there were a few more attacks but nothing like that of the first lap and as time went on so did the laps.

It wasn’t until with 2 laps to go on the flat section the real heavy hitters began to show their legs. The pace was way up again on this section of the road and I found myself losing a few positions from just the immense amount of speed that the pack was moving at. That is when I looked up and saw that the field was split and a large group of about 15 riders had gotten gap and where cruising away. I nervously looked around to see if anyone was going to bridge the gap and when I saw that no one was going I put in a hard jump to try to catch the leaders, I was able to get to a group of about five riders that where in-between the pack and the lead group, once I made contact with this group I could see that no one looked like they were going to try to close the last 20 seconds to the leaders. That is when I saw any chance of making the podium ride away from me in that select group of riders up the road. For the final lap I was in the second group on the road and was starting to feel the snap go from my legs after a long day of racing. With about 2k to go till the line I took a solo flyer to the finish from my group of about 15-20 riders and got caught at the line by 5 riders. I was able to get 20^th place on the race

After this race I was slightly disappointed with the fact I missed the split. The race itself was really fun and I had a great time racing. Can’t wait till summer comes, that is when the real racing begins.

Ronde von Manda 123 77 miles

Ronde von Manda 123. A taste of what’s to come

This would be my first Road race with the 1, 2 crowd and I was feeling confident that I would be able to finish the race. I however was not expecting the race to have 30 mph winds by the time my race started.

The race started out really fast as we made the first right hand turn into the headwind. At that moment I moved myself up towards the front of the pack to get into a good position to avoid the full on force of the cross wind. By the time the field had made the turn into the cross wind section I was still out of the echelon and forced into the gutter to try to survive until the pace slowed a little. However the pace never let up and all I can do was wait until the next turn out of the cross winds before I can move up towards the front. Once we made the turn to get out of the cross wind I found my self having no relief cause we turned into the tailwind section and before I knew it I was doing all I can do to stay in contact with the field in the tailwind section at 37 miles per hour as I was spinning my Jr gears. This first tailwind section ended quickly as we turned back into a crosswind section and I was unable to find any spot in the field that could offer much relief from the pace that was being done at the front. Around this point in the race there were a few attacks which brought the pace way up just as we made the right hand turn onto the really long tailwind section. before I knew I knew it I was spinning as fast as I could to try to keep up with the 40 mph pace being pushed at the front, but this section was way too long for  me to keep up at that speed and I started floating backwards. To my astonishment when I looked back there was no pack left. The group I just lost contact with wasn’t the peloton but they were the lead pack. As I was drifting back and recovering I got picked up by the main pack which was down to less than 20 riders or so. I tried to get into this group but It was way too soon after getting shelled by the leaders and I couldn’t put out the power to get reconnected. After a few more minutes of solo riding I then got picked up by a group of about 10 riders. Once on the back of this group I was able to sit on for a few minutes to catch my breath, after getting enough recovery I started to pull through (this is when we finished the first of six laps). Once In this group I was able to hold even and take my pulls when it was my turn, all the way until the same very long tailwind section that I lost connection with the leaders a lap earlier, this is where i lost connection with this group. I was shortly picked up by a few more riders and I was now in a group of about five or six. We worked smoothly without any attacks. After a few more laps we were down to four riders with two laps to go. At this point all four of us just looked at each other and shook our heads, but we just kept riding. In the final kilometer of racing we can see the finish and we didn’t really care about sprinting for the line. I started my sprint probably about 500 meters to go not really caring about my placing. I got passed by one rider at the line but I didn’t really mind, All I kept thinking was I finished a 77 mile RR against the best in the state.

After changing I went up to see the results and saw I finished 18th. That is way better that what I thought I was going to get. What I can say about this experience is that it was a lot fun while I was mixing it up in the lead group. It felt great racing against racers who are a lot faster than me and seeing what I’m going to have to do to be on the top of the podium. Every race from here on out is going to be very hard and a test of willpower as well as dedication to this sport.

Id like to thank and congratulate Eric Attayi for driving me to the race as well as his win in the 3/4s that same day.

Fayetteville stage race cat 3 2010. Never Giving Up

Fayetteville Stage race

Heading to Fayetteville for the third time in my racing career with on of my ex teammates Paul Wellen. The first time I did this race I won the GC as a Jr in the Jr open back in 08. The second time a raced hear 10th in the GC in the cat 3s and I was looking to improve that standing. Me and Paul made it to Fayetteville and got our packets and numbers before I met with Teammate Will Rader in Lagrange. The plan was that I was going to stay with Will for the weekend and then come home with Paul once the racing was done.

Stage 1       67 miles 3 laps

After waking up very early to make the 7:30 start time me and Will both glanced at our phones and saw that the weather said it was going to get wet by the time the race ends, and we figured it would be a mostly dry and warm day of racing (to those of you that survived that weekend you know what was about to come) 

The race had several starters with around 75-80, and the sky was a little cloudy but nothing too bad. As the race rolled by the neutral start it started off really slow and I was having some difficulty moving to the front of the pack because of it. I wasn’t able to get to the front of the pack till before the feed zone on the first lap. Shortly after I got to the front Will attacked and was off the front with one rider from Wooly Mammoth. The two of them got a small gap on the field but the pack seems to have a No Jr off the front policy and started to real them back in. By the time we hit the hot Spot hill the pack was about to catch my teammate and I was getting ready to launch the counter attack that is when the entire world around the race had changed. The storm was over hour early and the winds started to pick up. I looked to the West and saw a wall of lighting come down. Once the hail started pummeling the field we caught the break and I launched a hard attack into the cross winds. I looked back to see the field was strung out from the confusion of the weather and cross winds. After about a minute of hard effort I was off the front with teammate Will and another Wooly rider. This was exactly what me and Will wanted, we wanted to both get into a small group off the front of the pack.The three of us where making some good time on the field. I was kinda getting some second thoughts thinking it might still be a little too early for a 3 man break with still over 30 miles to the finish. We soon hit the right hand turn onto the country road. The Three of us were going steady until I felt the too familiar feeling of riding a flat tire. I looked down to see to my horror that I had gotten a front flat in the most crucial part of the road race. I quickly yell as loud as I can at Will to let him know that I’m going back for a wheel change. I pulled into the ditch on the left side of the road and took off my front wheel and started waving it in the air like a mad man to get the wheel car to notice me in the middle of all the rain, hail, and lighting. They luckily see me after the pack rolls by and give me a front wheel. I changed the wheel as fast as I could and started my solo ride to the pack. At this point the pack was well out of sight and had over 2 minutes on me. Once I got into a rhythm chasing I was pissed. I was thinking about the several months of training I had and how it could all mean nothing with a simple puncture. I was thinking of giving up right there and then and possible save my self the pain from chasing a gap that looked nearly impossible. By the time I made it to the feed zone I saw that Club member Todd had flatted and was getting his wheels changed. I made a “U” turn to pick him up thinking riding back with another rider will help me catch the pack. After picking up Todd 4 more riders that had flatted or got dropped caught on and we had a 6 man rotation chasing to get back to the pack. We were working pretty good together but I was thinking that there was no way a group of 5 chasers can get to the back of a pack of over 50 racers trying to win the race as we were working to get to the pack we were passing well over a dozen riders who had gotten a puncture out on the course and were  waiting for the wheel truck to come and help them. The 5 of us started dwindling as the chase progressed and by the time we hit the Tail Cross wind section at the beginning of the final lap the chase group was down to just Me and Lee Eldridge. The two of us were working smoothly together until we saw the best thing in the world. We saw the back of the pack just cresting the hotspot hill. This gave us an extra boost cause we got a glimpse of what seemed impossible 20 miles earlier. The two of us the hammered up that hotspot hill knowing the pack was now reachable and maybe just 90 seconds in front. Once we got onto the country road (where I flatted just 1 lap earlier) we had brought the pack close enough so that they were now permanently in front of us and we where almost tasting a pack finish. the two of us then caught some riders that were just dropped and used them to the best of our ability to get them to work as hard as they can to catch back on. I then saw that they were way too weak to help me catch the back of the pack so I launched a solo attack from the chase group to try to bridge the final 25 seconds on my own. After several hard minutes of a solo bridge I tagged on to the back of the pack at the start of the feed zone.I looked back and saw that Lee was the only one that followed be across the gap. nobody else in the chase group was able to make it across.After catching my breath I shot up to front of the pack and found Will and got a status report on what was going on. Turned out that the pack had still together and no one was off the front. Heading into the final 4 kilometers Danny Parks of GS Tenzing attacked a wet corner and was flying solo. Will shot across the gap to Danny as well as a third rider from the pack. Quickly a second devastation occurred when Will touched wheels and crashed from the break. All I can do was look in fright and anger as my last teammate went down in the middle of the road as we started the final approach to the line. In the final sprint for the line I was able to get a 9th place. I knew I could do better than that but after chasing on for over a lap my legs where feeling it and couldn’t sprint at all. On the ride back to the parking lot I started going hypothermic and shivering like crazy. Not only did it rain, and get windier but now the temp dropped from 55 to a bone chilling 41. At the lot I found Will and we headed back to the hotel to assess the race and look at possible damages.

Post RR Assessment

At the hotel I found out that Will’s crash tore up his elbows and hands enough so that he couldn’t ride his TT bike that afternoon. I was feeling that every hardship Fayetteville through my was affecting me more each time. First the flat, then Will’s crash, and now Will can’t start the TT effectively taking him out of the entire race.

Stage 2        6 mile iTT

After making several phone calls I was able to get a ride to the time trial with fellow Jr racer Ethan Moorhead. By the time the Time trials started the rain had stopped and the Temperature was sticking to around 43 degrees. However the winds had picked up quite drastically and were blowing at 25 with gusts into the 30s as I was getting ready for the TT I was looking at others riders warm up seeing them getting blow all over the road in their aero gear and all I was saying to myself was that I don’t care what the weather was. I kept telling my self that this was a time trial, an event where only the strongest and most pain numb racers win. I looked at my TT set up and I had all my aero gear on, thinking that there is no way the wind was going to cause me not to give it 100% effort.I wanted to take a vengeance on the course.  After a short warmup I was being held in the start line waiting for my start. When the clock hit my time I let off the start line in a strong sprint and quickly got into my aero tuck and started turning the pedals as hard as I could. Almost the entire tail wind section I was going any where from 28-38 MPH just cruising along. I could feel the wind grabbing my front wheel and helmet and trying to knock me down throughout the course but I just kept going all the way through all the way to the finish line. When I finished I looked at my time and saw 14:34:00 that is a blistering time for this course especially in that wind strong.

Post TT & day 1 assessment

After the getting the TT results I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had the second fasted time in the Cat 3s which was good enough to put me in the GC lead in the race. I didn’t know what to feel all I know is that I turned me and Will’s misfortune and bad luck into a chance to pull off something truly amazing. I was to head into stage 3 with about a 29 second lead over Lee Eldridge and a 32 second lead over Danny Parks

Stage 3         62 miles 4 laps

After getting to the parking lot for the start of stage 3 the temperature was 36. When I got to the Eventually of the race I was truly alone, my entire team was out of the race. I had 29 seconds over second and was surrounded by over 30 men who knew exactly who I was and what I had to do to win the race. It was time for me to use every skill I learned from the past, race smart and use my strength and race experience to best I could. It was time to truly grow up and turn the worst race start ever to the biggest win of my career. The race started out very aggressive with several attacks from Wooly Mammoth. Eventually Wooly got one man solo off the front. I was able to relax a little finding out that the rider was over 10 minutes back from a flat on Saturday. After the first lap the wind was starting to pick up. At the start of the second lap two of my friends Brian Darby and Andrew Ennis attacked and started pulling away from the pack. Luckily I was talking to them earlier and found out that they were both over 10 minutes back from me due to flats in stage 1. Now there where 3 riders off the front and I was being isolated at the front of the pack. It wasn’t until the Cross wind section that 2 more riders attacked and got off the front. I had to be very careful when letting someone get off the front cause I knew that several riders were several minutes back from flats on stage 1. After the 5 riders where off the front I didn’t allow any one else go and started putting my foot down as the GC leader. In the final two laps the wind was the highest it was going to be all day and I was getting angry at the field for not being cooperative and making me pull back everything that went off on the attack.I started putting in some attacking of my own to try to hurt the field and try to nullify any more attacks. The pack was coming apart quite nicely and was shrinking in size. I did the same on the same section on the final lap as well and at one point got a gap and started going solo, but the pack didn’t want to let the GC leader just ride away and they caught me quickly. I knew that the pack was too tired to attack me anymore and I was now just trying to limit the time loss on the break in the final miles by just putting out some tempo from the front. The pack stayed together and finished in a pack sprint. I was able to get 5 in the sprint getting a 10th on the stage. The break didn’t finish even more than a minute and didn’t affect the GC and I was able to hold onto first, pulling off the biggest win of my racing career.

I couldn’t have been able to pull of the result if it wasn’t for Paul Wellen for getting me to and from the race, as well as Will Rader for giving me a place to sleep for the first day of racing as well as Ethan Moorhead for giving me rides to the races after Will went home from his crash after the first stage. I would also like to thank my Team Metro VW, as well as my coach David Wenger for getting me strong enough to be able to do what I did. This race has given me   an idea what can do out on the road and I’ll never forget this weekend of racing.

Lago weekend. cat 2/3s two 60 mile races

Lago vista weekend, this was going to be the second year in a row that I completed the Lago course. Lago vista is a unique course because it is a very long climb followed by a very long and fast decent. Last year I hit a new speed record of almost 56 miles per hour. I headed up with Ronnie strange a little before noon on Friday to get to the races, which are about 30 miles west of A-TX

After getting to stay at Mellow Johnnie’s for the Gary Fisher presentation I headed to Lago at around 22:00. Once I made it there I found my team and the cabin we where staying at and started to unpack and get ready for the races in the morning.

Having a race that starts at 12:50 is one of the few joys I have in my life. Me, Ian, and Will all got to sleep in and get a good breakfast before we even thought about getting ready for the race.

Saturday road race 11 laps

After oiling up the legs the team and I headed out for a warm up before the Saturday road race that would be about 11 laps around the course. The race started out like a lot of road races and there were no big accelerations. In this leisurely period time I moved up the pack to get towards the front that way if I needed to do something I’d be in the right spot to respond. Going up the back section there were a few attacks but nothing got much distance until about 3 laps in where a few strong cat 2s attacked including Eric Benz and got some separation on the field. Now there was a group of about 4 riders off the front and we were still within an hour of the race start. I figured that there was no way the field was going to let such a strong group of riders go off the front like they did but I was wrong, and before I knew it I was trying to find a way to try to get someone from my team up to the break. Some teams tried to send a few riders to the front to try to bring it back, but the course wasn't smooth enough to get one single chase going, every time we got moving a hill would break up the pace. At one point the break was getting closer and was about 30 seconds up the road. Once it was this close Ian, Will, and I where alternating attacks to try to bridge up to the leaders. Will was the first to try to get across but he couldn't make it and floated back. I then launched a counter to try to get across and I was getting really close but I they looked back and saw me coming then upped the pace once they got to one of the flat sections of the course I then lost all the time I made on the uphill from coming across and floated back to the pack. Shortly after that Ian launched what would be the last hard effort from our team to try to get someone across but again we got close but the break was working too good to try to get there solo. After Ian came back Will and I were toasted and I had to sit in the pack for a couple laps to try to catch my breath and think of what I could do to try to get the next best result. It wasn't until with 2 laps to go Ian floated back and scolded at me to get back to the front, and he was right it was getting too close to the finish to sit back so I started to move up. By that point the pack had lost all interest in chasing down the break and obviously was content with sprinting for 5th place. Heading into the final lap Ian and me were riding strong near the front and where preparing for the field sprint. After the down hill at 51 mph we where 1 k from the line and things where getting heated. I tried my best to stay on Ian’s wheel to get some sort of boost in the sprint but before I knew it I lost contact with Ian's wheel and moved to the outside to prepare for the sprint. Once we got past the tree that marked about 500 m to go I moved all the way over to the far left side of the road and started drilling it, I started my sprint right before the base of the hill and was able to pass a few riders to snag 10th place.

After the race Ian, Will, and me had a long discussion over what we did wrong and how we can change it on Sundays race

Sunday road race 14 laps

Another race in the late afternoon means I got to sleep in and get as much rest as I needed. This morning I ate myself some eggs and bagels and me and the team proceeded to watch Zombie-Land with some of the GS Tenzing Jrs who we were sharing the house with. The race today was on a slightly shorter loop but the biggest difference was that there where some very strong winds blowing which favors me and the team a lot better than the windless race the day earlier. This race started off a lot harder than the day before with people attacking from the gun trying to get in an early break since the days conditions suited this  a lot more. It was gutter fest the entire way up the climb. This helped me and the team move to the front of the pack. From the front we were all over every attack. We switched who covered the moves to make sure there was always a fresh set of legs in the break. At one point Will was in a 4-man break that got a small gap on the field. They were working pretty well together from what I saw. While Will was off the front, I positioned my self on third wheel and covered any bridge attempts. After the feed zone, it was obvious that the break was getting pulled back so I moved up to second wheel. The break was a mere 2 seconds off the front when we hit the steepest part of the climb. I shot out of the pack to put in my counter move. I was drilling it up the steepest part of the hill and looked back after I made it to the crosswind section and saw that my teammate Will Rader was on as well as Eric Benz (Team Brain and Spine Cycling), Colton Jarisch (GCCA) and Mario Arroyave (Velossimo) had made the split. These were same three guys from the break the day before. There where also a handful of other riders that made the break including Danny Parks (GS Tenzing) and Christopher Tricky (Wooly Mammoth). With this combination of riders, we had most of the teams represented. The remaining teams left in the field couldn't get organized to chase us in the crosswind. We quickly started to build a gap on the field and knew that we made the winning move. Once in the break got into a rhythm Will Rader was policing me to assure I didn't use too much energy at the beginning of the break and he took several hard pulls so I can sit in a little more. After several hard laps, Will pulled out of the break and fell back to the pack to block with Ian. By this time we only had 7 or 8 laps left. It was apparent that several riders in the break were feeling the fatigue of a long early break and the rotation that we had was falling apart on the hilly section. Me, Benz and Colton attacked the break a few times to try to get rid of the extra baggage, but nothing worked and we were just wasting matches. After a lap of no attacks Mario attacked and no one followed him. He got a small gap on us and it was slowly getting bigger as people in the break were hesitant to chase. We tried to rotate hoping that to bring him back, but were not successful.  About a lap later Benz attacked on the flat section of the course, while I was sitting on second wheel, but no one responded. I believe everyone was looking at me to chase, but there was no way i was going to waste the rest of my strength chasing the cat 2 state TT champ. As Mario and Eric where going up the road, it became apparent that the best place I can hope for would be 3rd. With 2 laps to go I sat at the back of the break to try to save energy and figure out what I could try to do to make the last spot on the podium. Colton tried a few attacks to try to get the third place slot on this lap, but the break wasn't about to let a 3rd rider just ride away. That was until the start of the final lap, where I rolled off the front on the downhill after the feed zone. I was quickly attacked when the break made reconnection to my wheel but followed through with a hard counter. I opened a large gap and one solo rider came with me. The two of us worked pretty equally up the hill until we got through he descent. Once we were in the final 500 meters, he was sitting on my wheel hoping to pimp me at the line. I was prepared for this and moved as far right as I could to leave him in the gutter as I was speeding towards the finish. I started my sprint at the base of the hill. He was slowly starting to make ground on me but once we got into the final 20 meters he blew up and I was able to get third place by a Bike length.

This race played out perfectly for our team. Being on the top of the podium would have been nice, but me and my team are very happy with our podium placing. I have to give a special thanks to my VW teammates Will Rader and Ian Sewalt for their selfless teamwork and team tactics, which allowed us to get a podium slot for the race. I'm proud to be surrounded by such teammates. I’m confident we're going to do some great things as the season progresses.

I'd also like to thank Ronnie Strange and Kevin Kremke for giving me a ride to the race (Ronnie) and back to Houston (Kremke). I'd also like to thank Danny and his dad for letting me and the team stay at one of the cabins on the course.

Pace bend cat 3s 60 miles

Pace bend cat 3s 60 miles
After spending the night with Eric Benz at his house along with fellow
houstonian Jason Bently. We headed to the start of pacebend in the
early afternoon at around 10:30. The weather was perfect, 70 degrees
pluse and very sunny. I gotto the race and got my numbers and got
everything pinned, even wore my new shorts that came with the kit. I'm
pretty sure that metro v dub has the sexiest kit on the txbra cuircuit
right now, sorry patty and Zach.
The start of the race was very slow and leisurly which always makes me
happy. The race was 10 Laps long. There were severall attacks and such
but nothing got more than 20 seconds on the field. Me, Will, and Ian
used this race as a great oppurtunity to practice our teamwork and
communication in the pack. At the start the team decieded to make me
the leader and expend their energy to try to get me the win. There
were a few times I called on Will, Ian, or Todd (one of the club
riders) to move up to the front to bring back a break that had
potential to be a threat. At one point I we had every Volkswagen guy
rotating at the front to bring back a break that had alot of teams
represented. For alot of the race nothing super interesting happened
there were no big crashes and such for the first nine laps. Heading
into the final lap the field had a completly diffrent mentality than
the begining. The entire race I was fuiling perfectly. Drank all three
my bottles and ate all my GUs. The entire race leading up to the final
lap me and my team were taking about how we where going to set up a
good leadout to try to get me up the hill first. But Ian was cramping
bad on the final lap and when crunch time was approaching we couldn't
find eachother right away and the finish was approaching really fast.
Will had made it to the front and was trying to raise the speed to try
to catch the lone rider still off the front but the pack let him go
and he was between a solo leader and a dangerous cat 3 field with less
than a kilometer to go. Back in the pack things were getting pretty
physical. I had to even had to headbut a rider to protect my position
and stay safe. We then hit the bottom of the finishing hill at 30+
miles per hour and I was holding the white line on the far left of the
road. I then started revving up my sprint and was making up enourmous
ground on everyone. That is when disaster struck and the rider.
Directly infront if me crashed with 200m to go and I ran into him
(didn't crash though) causing me to lose all my speed and momentum.
All I can do now was watch as the guy I was about to pass get third
place and Will
Get caught with 100 meters to go A for sure podium postiton loss in a
fraction of a second after spending over 3 hours getting ready for
that final charge up the hill.
Race was very fun, I love this course good job by San Jose for
hosting. Got to give a very special thanks to my teamates for all the
work they put in for me, so close yet so far. Also have to give thanks
to Eric Benz for letting me sleep at his place Saturday night and
Jason Bently for driving me to the race and all the way back to P-
land. Next race might be Lago.