Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Master Cross race

We crammed 4 bodies into a toyota trecel. One was like 6'3 or something. Mayhew said it was a clown car. 3 bikes on the rack and one scraped when we were leaving so we had to take the front wheel off and put it on Pete and Patti's laps! The all dayer was totally full (all dayer= a 10 cup thermos), and amy was in charge of distribution. We experienced the fall leaves on the way down, which eventually gave way to the beauty of the nuclear power plant along the river. God I love scenic drives.

Johnturn wasnt there this weekend. He was going to do a race in Cincinatti if he could show up on time, we'll have to check out his blog to see (http://johnturn.blogspot.com)...

The worst part of the race was the attendance. It is sad that somebody goes to so much trouble to put on a local race and it has such low turnout. It is even sadder when said person is really nice.

No Im wrong, the worst part of the race was deciding the night before that riding bikes home from it would be a good idea. God was that a long ride, like 47 miles in 3:30 or something. I was really tired, Patty fell over, but toughed it out and the whiner got dropped on all the hills! Pete will make his comeback though, I just need to give him time.

I tried to buy Kiva Han Venetian blend of coffee for the day of, but they didnt have it at the craig street store and the other one was closed so I was forced to brew my own Charbucks. It was free though, so that was sweet. Also did 2 snickers marathon bars over the course of the day, that was also sweeeet.

Welcome back Garbarska

3 comments:

squid said...

This is a totally sweet BLOG! I wish I could be on your team and be cool like you guys... I bet you all meet at some coffee shop before your rides or something. The don't have totally sweet and cool riders like this in Japan.

whiner said...

I have an idea who "squid" might be....

anyway, regarding the comments re: Pete and the hills... I recall being pretty lonely at the top of EVERY hill waiting for you. And I don't want to hear anything about "oh, I just spent 45 minutes at threshhold, blah, blah." All I know is that I beat up on the East Coast's best Cyclocross-er all day and boy did it feel good. right-o

squid said...

Hey, did you say what happened at the race. Steevo, when do you have to defend the jersey again?
My final word;

Never let Mayhew drive...