Here's how this weekend's racing could'a, should'a, and would'a turned out if it hadn't'a turned out the way it did...
Saturday was the second year of what was an instant "classic" last year. Yes, it was a hot, hilly Lost River Classic in Mathias WV:
- One racer found her form another "found himself turned inside out." Some folks spend a lifetime trying to find themselves. No such problems for Your Ad Here Cycling.
- Flamenco Chuckwagon starts with pictures and praise, then ends with rum and tornadoes. It was a good weekend (even with all that stuff growing in his throat).
- I made the cut and got a mention in Rude Siggy's blog this week! But, then again, so did a "fully grown but flattened raccoon." I won't give up my day job just yet...
- Who says tri-guys can't beat roadies? Probably just a bunch of the roadies who got beat by the Snapple Tri Team.
- Want to know how MABRA riders would've handled the "Schleck Chain Incident?" Chuck Hutch can tell you first hand (even though somehow typing makes his legs hurt).
- District Velocity Racing. What can I say? "We had a number of cards to play and ... the race was relatively tame ... and the rest of the team struggled in with ... a bunch of clowns like us." I don't make this stuff up. It's all there.
Some folks headed south (or north/east/west depending on where you're from) to Hokie land for the Blacksburg Cycling Classic:
- Dirty White Bartape says "it was the strangest kind of failure ever." That sounds like a challenge to other racers out there: start looking for even stranger ways to fail!
- If you want to learn more about photojournalism, check out the Virginia Tech Daily.
Up in Lancaster PA, the Grandview Grand Prix gave folks a chance to go fast and make tight turns:
- MykeCycle enjoyed himself with some firsts: first time at the front of a Cat 4 race, first crash, and first broken wheel. Good times...
- Capital Region Fire and Police: short, sweet and to the point. I would say more, but then my report would be longer than theirs!
- The Grizzly and the Porkchop love this race and that's why CAWES Cycling did so well. It's all about having cool nicknames, right Goose?
- I'm not sure if it's his or not, but Always Wave Back has a good photo of a pretty solid victory salute. (But he actually got third so who knows?)
Updates:
- It might be a case of "better late than never," but when a guy like Chicken Tender Runner scores his first podium in his first race and that race is Giro di Coppi, it's never too late to celebrate the hate (that everyone who's been struggling all season will feel!).
- Sometimes you're the windshield; sometimes you're the bug. Nick Versus Gravity has now been both as he decides Lost River Classic isn't quite his cup of tea (yet!).
More Updates:
- Boy, did I goof up the MykeCycle. I mean, he got his first big bike wreck and his most expensive race to date and I can't even get the link right? I'm sacking my editorial staff...
- While I'm on "goofed up," apparently DCMTB's been having trouble feeling lately, but now his mechanism for feeling is working really well. It's a grammatical thing but it sent me over the edge (because that's the small little world in which I live.) Still, sweet result at the Lost River Classic.
Any more great race reports floating around out there? Send them to me here.
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Gus Grissom races for Team GamJams Racing, teaches Greek and Latin at DeMatha Catholic High School, and writes a dissertation in his spare time. He compiles this column strictly for fortune and glory.
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