Last weekend we had a big group (10 racers) head down to that school in Ohio for another weekend of collegiate cycling. Some highlights include the Men C's (Brad, Eric, Kevin, Zack) winning the team time trial again, Tim N. riding his first race in a "Team Gumby" jersey and aviators, Clay finishing top ten in the 40 mile C road race, me narrowly avoiding this:
Jared's D Road Race:
I gained spots on the first climb to take myself to the front four of the group. I still need to put out more spontaneous power at the top of the hill, preparing myself for the descent, but I made my self to the top, switching off with three Cincinnati large riders and a Marian guy. After thinking the hills were done, at about halfway I decided to pull the front because I'm not confident at winding downhills when I'm drafting those in front of me, especially with random patches of dirt trails along the otherwise asphalt road.
|The focus of champions.|
|Last weekend Eric wasn't the only one sporting those fluorescent shoes.|
|Clay prefers shoes with holes.|
|The most stylish D rider ever ... and Jared too.|
Jared's D Crit:
|Mixing drinks for the crit.|
|Turn 4 was the hardest. I know I went outside the cones on this one a couple times.|
Adam's A Crit: Jared's Perspective:
|Zack on the line for the crit. Needless to say, he beat the big LWC dude in the skating helmet.|
It always seemed one or two people would take their turns being stupid, trying to get a breakaway that just fell flat each time. One might think it was for the preems, but those situations were much closer in competition. Some laps were a bit slow, which may have explained the breakaways for restless legs. There were zeros cars or buildings blocking anything, with fog clouds overhead, so the wind was always swirling a bit, making things strange. The last three laps were played pretty smartly by everyone, and Adam got from the back of the stretched-out pack to the front third of it. There was another breakaway, leaving the stragglers in disarray, but they regained their composure as another slow lap developed out of thin air, forcing a guy over the side curb as they all mooshed together. From the rest period, the last lap and a half was high quality entertainment and it seemed anyone had a chance.