Last weekend was the Raccoon Rally. Brody and I rolled up to his camp to sleep for the weekend. It is in the forest. WE SAW A BEAR. True story. Then another bear. Then a coyote. Then a bald eagle. Seriously. Then we thought we were men in the woods and we shot the AK-47, but could only shoot it 5 times each because it hurt our shoulders so much. Not men.
Cioccio (my teammate) won the road race on Saturday. That was awesome.
I was sprinting against another dude for 5th and a truck somehow got in the way. I asked what he wanted to do (with like 500 meters to go)... I said "want to split the money or sprint?" and he said "whatever." So we soft pedaled in. When they paid out, he wasnt there, so I took it upon myself to take my half of the money. HA!
Sunday was a mountain bike race. I wish I had a powermeterthinger on my mountain bike, because I try much harder or something on it. Like I try harder on climbs because they are longer, and nobody can really counter attack you, or if they do the race isnt really over. Or something. Anyway, I got outsprinted in a mountain bike race. How is this even possible? I had a huge gap after the last climb,and the dude came back on the last downhill. He was nice and good, but I should really have been able to hold it, I had like a minute on him.
I dedicate my 2nd place to the dude who 5 minutes before the race started told me that I should switch tires because I had the wrong ones on. He was super sure of himself and super cocky. If you ever read this, I want you to know that the winner also had the same tires. Brett said that he passed you as the sports overtook you. You had a 10,000 dollar mountain bike, but apparently the right tires. Maybe you should worry about you instead of me?
And I have dug deep to find some awesome photos of me being outsprinted over the years:
First up: This was this weekend. Downhill sprint against a good bike racer. I tried hard, but just couldnt win. I should have ridden in solo, but I rode my brakes down the last descent like I was on ice.
Second: This was Turkey Hill this year. I made it into "the move" and was in a break for like 40 miles with 4 other dudes. I figured "sweet 5th or 4th will rule.. I can outsprint Brian cause I did that earlier this year." Wrong. 7 guys bridge up and I get 12th out of 13. (look close to the right of the winner for my orange shoes) Brian got 2nd.
This is an old one, and I dug it out to complete getting outsprinted in all facets of bicycle racing. BCA cyclocross in Hagarstown MD. I was riding super well and beat a few really fast dudes. I am blocked by Steve Gordons super serious victory salute, but I am there. doh.
5 comments:
Dude I smile everytime I think about you taking 1/2 the pay out from him... Freaking funny! It was great.
Cioch
Steve Gordon should be more serious....
What a douche
I totally share your sentiments...
random question: did the older hollyloft guy who rides his big ring up all the climbs help you guys chase near the end of the road race or did he sit in?
from what I recall, carbon had a guy in the break, and the one dude (matt weeks) rolled off of our group. I was the only one chasing him for awhile cause I didnt want him catching the leaders. We caught him at the bottom by the right hand turn and everybody in our group sat up, then I attacked. Up the climb we crawled, and I would attack then they would catch me and sit on, on the descent I think we all chased that guy cause he was only a few seconds in front of us. There was no chase though,a nd he wasnt on the front but for chasing me and right when we were closing the gap to the guy in no mans land.
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