MS 150, Day 1

Woke up this morning at 6am to prep and ride. Once we got over to the high school we registered. We put our numbers on and picked up some freebies.

As we prepared to start, they had us wait due to severe storms. We ignored them trying to stop us and went to breakfast at this nice little diner. I had french toast, it was amazing. After breakfast we headed out into the dense cold fog for our long day in the saddle.

The first half hour was quite cold. But it warmed up, the skies parted and the sun came out. From then on, the weather was beautiful....with the exeption of that pesky wind. It was directly out of the west off the lake around 25 mph, and gusting up to 40mph. (Tailwind = fun)

The first hour wasn't bad, once we got into a rythm of rotating the workload and passing other cyclists. Then we made a mistake. We missed a turn...somewhere. After going through two intersections where there were no markings, we knew something was wrong. So Scott pulls out the map and Darrell gets on his Blackberry to find our location and route us back. We ended up adding 8 miles to our 100 mile trip. (for Doug, 100 + 8 = 108 miles)

Once back on course we stopped and got water, PB&J and banannas. From there we continued along the lake on our way to lunch. After flying down a westerly road, we made a left hand turn. Not far past said turn, Scott flatted. Not just a pinch flat, it was like he rode over a razor blade. Whatever he hit sliced through his tire and tube. Once we got it replaced it was buldging a bit. We made it another 5 miles before he flatted again. He told us to ride the next two miles to the lunch stop without him and send a SAG vehicle back. So we did. but he replaced that tube and rode the the lunch stop. There he bought a new tire.

The last half of the ride was pretty eventless. We had to slow a bit for James to stay with us. Once we hit the century loop we had a ton of tailwind time. The downside, we had to ride back.

On the way back Darrell and Scott rode in front and me to the side allowing a pocket for James to ride in. We stopped at the 100 mile mark so James could take in the moment of his first century.

Once we got back, we went to dinner and carboloaded. After that Scott and I went to the local bike shop and had massages. It has been a fun day. One down/upside. I didnt wear sunscreen. So the downside, I an burned. The upside, my tanlines are smokin'.

Miles of Miles

Check back later for a full report and photos, but the four of us rode 108 miles at an average of 18.4 miles an hour. Bike boy survived it!

Strong winds made for a fun ride, as did our...erm....detour, and Scott getting two flats within 5 miles of each other.

It was a ton of fun, but we are off to dinner and then free massages!

Holland Arrival

So we got to Holland this evening after stopping to have dinner at Noodles and Co. We went to get our rooming assignments and learned we cant check in for the ride untill tomorrow morning.

So after unloading the trailer, and putting stuff away in our cozy decorative dorm room we get to stay in for the next two days, we took a walk around downtown.

We went into Velo City Cycles and looked around. They have some nice stuff and I got to try on the new line of Giro sunglasses....nice. Then they said "last call for the drawing" and we asked if we could put our names in, and they let us. The drawing was for a cycling cap, water bottle and SIDI socks. The name called was none other than James Anderson, our very own Bike Boy!

From there we kept walking untill we reached our turnaround point, the Coldstone Creamery. Scott got a smoothie, BB and Ace shared an 'Oreo Overload' and I got the 'Peanut Butter Perfection'. Delicious.

We walked back, I showered, shaved and brushed my teeth. Now I am getting ready for bed, and when I post this it will be lights out. Doing a century tomorrow, it will be Bike Boy's first time to break 68miles? something like that. Its going to be fun.

Most importantly, I learned a bit about Scott in his younger days and we are bringing back his old nickname. Instead of Scott or Giff, we (or at least I am) are going to call him STIXXX. The extra X's are for the way it was spelled on his license plate. Yeah it was that serious of a nickname, it was on his license plate.

Well its lights out for me and Stixxx, check back tomorrow for ride recap and photos!

No Chris

Nevermind. Chris has to work on Sunday and cannot make the ride.

Pre MS 150

So Scott Darrell Chris and James are all meeting here at my house in Jackson. We are loading our bikes in my utility trailer and putting our bags in Scotts car. The five of us will then spend the weekend riding for a wonderful cause.

I have the trailer preped and ready to haul. My bike is loaded up and my bag is packed. Now I am waiting for the others to arrive for our 4pm departure.

I am taking my computer with me so in the evenings, Bike Boy and I can find a coffee shop with wi-fi and keep our readers happy! (also so i can stay up to date with my email inbox)

Tour de Gaslight

The last check said we were supposed to get hammered with rain and wind. They were right about the wind. The skies opened up and the sun was shining. We ended up racing in 81 degree burning sunshine with 17mph winds. Can't complain.

We arrived to the course just after 10am. My start time was not untill 12:40pm. I went to the registration table and picked up my number along with some freebies including a 'Tour de Gaslight' drinking glass. This was by far the smoothest registration I have gone through.

Once I pinned my number on I kitted up and headed down to the course to spin a little and watch the Junior and Cat 5 races. Bike Boy got 6th in the Junior race. The cat 5 race surprised me. They actually raced. One team had two guys off the front and the remaining teamates blocked in the peloton. When did cat 5s start racing? haha

My race was a combined field race. The 3s and the 4s were racing together. As we lined up at the front of the pack, I turned around and was astounded to see the 73 member feild ready to race. We finaly started our 45 minute + 2 lap race, and it was fast. We averaged 26mph the whole race. It never really slowed down. Attacks came constantly.

Throughout the race I tried to stay on Larry Warbasse's wheel. He returned from racing in Belgium a few days ago and was riding strong. Two times we got off the front together, but the peloton pulled us in. I tried a few more times to get off the front. I was off a grand total of 4 times I believe. When I wasn't off the front, Tony was trying to attack, and when Tony was not attacking, Joe was.

There was one crash near the end of the race as we made the turn onto the finishing straight. No SLC rider was involved. With 4 laps to go I attacked again. I was trying to let my team rest for a lap before the sprint. As I got pulled in I was sent to the back of the peloton because of the speed. I took advantage of the wind and made my way back to the front. This required quite an effort. I managed to make it to the top 20 before the final turn. The feild swept wide and i was lined up with the curb. I had to break hard which cost me a few spots. I then got out of the saddle and sprinted for the line. Darrell and Chris were ahead of me, and Tony was to my left. He out sprinted me by half a bike length. As I dove at the line I looked left and saw two other guys right at the line I was not sure if I had beat them. Turns out I did.

I thought I was just outside the top 20, but I ended up finished 16th, Tony 15th, Chris 13th, and Darrell 5th.

It was a super fast race and my tanlines are enhanced do to not wearing sunscreen.

After the race the SLC guys and the Wolverines were talking to the Bissell guys who are returning to Florida today. The congratulated us on our racing. They said we are very clean racers and that they wanst to return in a few months.

Then me, my dad my freind nick and my brother pat went to Mongolian BBQ for lunch.

Thank you Pat Dad and Nick for comming to the race and taking a ton of pictures and video.

Tour de Frankenmuth

This post is dedicated to my impatient friend, Bike Boy.

So Friday night after I attended Cat's high school graduation ceremony (where she was Valedictorian and gave a nice speech) my Dad and I drove briskly to Frankenmuth. We arrived at the hotel just before 11pm. By 11:01 we were asleep. Thank you again Doug for offering to share the hotel room.

Saturday morning came quickely and it was cold! Temperatures in the low 40s. We made our 1.3 mile trek from the hotel to the parking lot full of cyclists and began prepping for the race. My Dad stood around and took pictures while I got my number, pinned it on and prepped my bike. He did however take the team's spare wheels to the support truck. As we were warming up, there was a hot air balloon launch taking place, Joe has a picture somewhere.

We rolled to the start line for our supposed 7:33am start time with the I/IIs going at 7:30. But at 7:47am the race still had not started for anyone. But eventually we got off and from the gun the racing started. Two riders sprinted off the front before the first corner. We left them out there and slowly pulled them in over the next few miles. Another flurry of attacks followed for a while but the right group just never formed so no one stayed out front very long.

Joe was very active at the beginning, attacking again and again. But as he said he ended up "out riding himself." I remained at the front for the better part of the race. I dropped back occasionaly to rest and recover, maybe talk to John Scott or Tony and see how they were doing and what their plans were, but spent a lot of time with Darrell watching the front. I would do my share of blocking everytime an SLC rider went off the front, but as I stated, all the early breaks were useless.

At the halfway point in the race, I was not feeling great. I had started the race on nothing more than a clif bar and a GU. Durring the race I consumed 5 GUs to keep my body functioning but it didnt feel like enough to get me to the finish with the feild. I made this known to my teamates so they wouldn't be looking around for me at the finish.

Durring lap 3 of 4 a rider got away and got a nice gap. We pulled him in on the run into the start/finish line. I would like to insert a small rant here about the finish line. I guess the city wouldn't let the race shut down the street. But 4 lanes across, maybe leave one lane for each direction and two for the race...no. The finish line and the 300 meters leading up to it was 6 feet wide and downhill. Do the math. Cyclists moving 40+ spriting with only 6ft of space....not too bright if you ask me.

On lap 4, the final lap, I was still with the peloton. This was where my mentality changed from "finish the race" to "finish with the peloton." I rode up to Darrell and he asked me to find the rest of the team and move them to the front to block so he could attack. As I moved back, I discovered we had lost Joe and John so I got Tony Scott and DMO to move their way up. But Darrell had an opportunity to go and took it. It didn't last long because we couldn't block because we hadn't had the time to move up. Eventually the team got to the front, but Darrell waiting on attacking.

Around 10 miles from the finish line, a Bissell guy made an attack and got a substancial gap. I told DMO to go with him. As the group pulled DMO back I made a small attack but was met with some yelling. They told me to "roll it" as in paceline. I wondered why and looked back...to my surprise there were 11 of us with a gap on the peloton. No one is sure what happened. I asked around, and no one really knows. But we formed a breakaway somehow. In the break were DMO, Darrell, Me, an ISCorp rider, the other two Bissell guys and 5 other guys from assorted teams. NOT included in the break was a Wolverine.

Well we tried to stay away to the finish. DMO and I did more then our share of setting the pace. We were assisted by the ISCorp rider and Darrell. However, the two Bissell guys sat 5th and 6th wheel, understandably not working. The 5 assorted guys behind them were from the MTB scene and didn't have the technical skills to paceline efficently. This left the 4 of us out of a group of 11 to chase down the one guy out front and beat the peloton.

My mentality changed again here. It was pretty much "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!" because I was in so much pain. I wanted to quit, but I knew Darrell and DMO needed me, so I dug extra deep to help them. This whole time, our gap to the peloton was increasing. Scott said that him and Tony blocked while the peloton chased, but they just could not pull us back in.

As we flew through the feed zone about one mile from the finish, I was in the gutter. I had been red lined for a long time and was on the verge of shutting down. 500m from the line the road goes slightly uphill. I put everything I had left into my legs to try and get Darrell a leadout (racing for 2nd place, we never caught the Bissell guy) but I was in too much pain, I had pushed harder than I ever had before and had nothing left. I had to ease up and ride to the finish behind the group, Darrell getting 5th overall. DMO crossed just ahead of me in 11th and I got 12th, not bad for being the driving forces of the break. The peloton was about 40 seconds back.

Overall it was a good race. I was pleased with the work I did for Darrell and the break. A few of the guys even congradulated me on my efforts.

Things I thought of, but was too lazy to fit in above:

- I lost my wheel magnet at mile 45 which annoyed me, so I cannot tell you how fast the break was moving.
-Scott and I both hit a huge pothole that I thought broke my wheel, it ended up being fine.

-Thank you Tony for giving us gaps on purpose to start breaks.

-Thank you Tony and Scott for blocking in the peloton

-Kroske, make sure you are paying attention next time so you make the break and can't complain about it haha

-Sorry Kroske for almost running you off the road.

-Thank you Dad for lunch, pictures, support and driving home.

[Photos courtesy of my Dad]

[[As usual this post was not proofread for clarity or grammer]]

Possibly the best day of the season...

CRIT PRACTICE STARTS TODAY!!!! 6pm at Runway Plaza.

I love crit practice, because it comes once a week. There are seveal short races, and it is just a great training tool. You dont have anything to gain or lose, which makes the racing so much better.

I really love crit practice. Hope to see you all there!

Birthday for Cat

Hey everyone,
Go to Cat's blog today, or request her as a friend on Facebook if you are young enough to have one haha. Make sure you with her a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! She is turning the big 18 today.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAT!!!

MORE POSTS!

Ok, now that I stopped being lazy and stopped putting off my report...its time for the following people to post about, or more about Kensington:
-Darrell
-Colton
-Doug
-Chris

Come on guys! haha

ToKV DNF

Well the title pretty much states my Tour of Kensington Valley. I Did Not Finish.

Waking up around 4:30am to race is interesting. I didn't really want to get up, nor did I want to forget anything (i.e. water, bananas, bike.) Lukcily I remembered everything, including picking up Nick from his house to help volenteer at the race.

When I arrived at the park at 6:00am it was overcast and windy. A lot of the SLC guys where there already because they helped set up and brought other volenteers. Once I sent the 6 people I brought to help to the registration table and picked up my number, I started unloading. Luckily for me, the Cat 3 support car was right next to me, so I got my wheels in early and didn't have to think about it.

I got dressed and warmed up. I rode around with Colton for a but, which was nice seeing as he lives in Colorado and I dont talk to him much. While warming up, I discovered my freind Nick was at the parking lot entrance as a course marshall on the hill. This helped the team because it gave us someone to give bottles to. Now we had my Dad, Nick and random SLC riders on the side of the road to hand out bottles to us.

After we got the bottle situation figured out, we had our pre-race meeting. We decided to keep Darrell, Chris and Eric protected and keep Tony fresh as well. I was Chris's wingman. I told him to stay on my wheel and I would keep him out of harms way. I also told him to always stay in the peloton and let me know if he needed bottles or food.

By the time we started the sun was shining and the clouds were parting. It turned out to be a beautiful day. The race started slow. Everyone knew what was comming in the next several hours, and none of us were in a rush to be in pain. The first lap was just a nice tempo. Then people started making their moves. The first real successful move came from a Wolverine rider. He got a nice gap and was approaching the feild ahead of us. This was the point at which Darrell told us to chase it down. By now, we had lost John to the brutality of the hills. So Darrell, Eric, Chris, Tony and I all lined up at the front and hammered untill we caught him as Ace instructed.

That chase hurt me a lot. I knew I was not going to finish with the feild. But I continued as I had been. Taking on bottles in the feed zone, keeping Chris stocked with fluid, making sure I was protecting him from the wind when I wasn't recovering, and eating pleanty.

When we started lap 6 (of 9, with 3 nice hills per lap) I was fluid-less. I had given my bottle to Chris and ditched the empty ones. On the way up the first hill, I took a bottle from Nick hoping it was water...it was clear...but it was Heed. Then Alex had a bottle. I took it hoping it was water...it was Accelerade. Then Scott had a bottle. I took it hoping it was water...YES! I got the water I had been needing. Now I had 3 full bottles, two in the cages and one on my back. This would prove to be usefull in the comming miles.

We went up the second hill and I was hurting. Then on the flats after the decent the pace was high and I was having a hard time staying near the front. I told Darrell that I was not going to make it up the next hill with the peloton, he said he wouldn't either because he was cramping. So I made my decision. I went to the front of the peloton, and on my way back i exchanged bottles with Chris, Eric and DMO. I wanted them to be able to do the rest of the race and not worry about getting a bottle.

As I passed my final bottle to DMO, Darrell flatted. DMO and I both sat up to pace him back, but we thought he was getting into the SUV, so DMO took off and I tried to catch up, but as I got out of the saddle my quads siezed up and cramped. I went to strech them, but then my hamstrings cramped. I rode another lap by myself, picking up a bottle from my Dad and eventually getting passed by Ace.

I ended up at the finish line via a ride from Scott. I watched the feild finish. It was not a great day for SLC. Tony got dropped on lap 8. Darrell John and I all bandoned and Eric Chris and DMO ran into traffic trouble on one of the hills. Chris ended up 12th I believe. Best placed Cat 3 SLC rider. I hope Chris was pleased with my help, and I hope the team is happy the way we rode. No it didn't go as we would have liked, but there is always the next race.

Post-race talking to the team, I was just toast. My legs and brain were shot. This race was just hard. I have never seen so many abandons and such scattered feilds before. The extra distance deffinitly hurt everyone. I just wanted to say THANK YOU JOE AND SCOTT!!! I know a lot of other people helped out too. Joe I know did a LOT of organizing, and Scott did a great job with Volenteer organizing at the last minute. I would also like to thank my Mom, Dad, brother John, friends Nick, Ashley and Cat. All six of them woke up to come to a race to sit around and watch us suffer. Thats support right there.

Sidenote: I guess a few people were hooting and holaring at Cat as they rode by. I guess a lot of people thought she looked good. I know I do.

Endnote: This was a great race. I wish I would have done better, but I am happy with the work I did. Next up...Frankenmuth and Gaslight.

Disclaimer: No Photos. Sorry.

Decimayhem

De.ci.may.hem (Des-uh-mey-hem) -adj.
1. A compound between the words "decimation" and "mayhem" used to describe the brutality of the 2008 Tour of Kensington Valley bicycle road race.
2. Report to come later.

Team Kensington Ride

So yesterday morning I woke up, let the dogs out, fed them and packed the car. On the way out of town I picked up my freind Nick. He had to go to Ann Arbor, and this was the only time I was goig over there soon.

At Kensington I met up with Chris, Scott, Dominick and Eric. We kitted up and started riding. We did one lap of the race course lightly, then the hill repeats started. Between our warm up and our workout Doug showed up. While waiting for him we removed warmers and vests because of the sun and heat. We ended up heading out to do hill repeats without Doug because he wasn't ready.

We starter at the start line, rode to the traffic circle, turned around and continued the course. Our goal was to climb, so we opted to leave out the flat part of the course.

On the first lap, I was hurting on the climbs. It felt like I had no power. But after riding some more hills on my own I felt fine by the time I found the guys again. On one of the laps, Chris 'Mountain Goat' Aten took off up the hill but missed the right hand turn to the finish line. So we lost him for the next hour.

After a total time of an hour and a half, I was done riding at Kensington. I had to get Nick to Ann Arbor and I was going to ride with my freinds later anyways. On my way out, I found Chris 'Traitor' Aten training with the Wolverine team. He was wondering where we were and asked me to moto-pace him around untill we found the guys. I agreed.

On our way around the park, I got Chris up to 27mph uphill and 50+mph downhill (I am aware I was speeding.) After we got around the traffic circle I saw the guys up ahead and signaled Chris. I left the group and headed to Ann Arbor.

In Ann Arbor, I helped Nick move out of his appartment. After the moving, we stopped by the new REI to check it out. I was impressed with their cycling section. Lots of top brand equipment (obviously not their bikes.) From there it was on to Jackson. We unloaded Nick's stuff and headed to my house to ride.

Nick (left) Kurt (above in Rabobank) and I went and rode some of the hills around here. Nick who is not a cyclist was dead after about 35 minutes, but Kurt hit the wall as we were on our way home. It was a pretty good day.

Miller Wheel

Ok, I will post about my day later. I will also post about how happy I am that Vande Velde is in pink at the Giro. But for now....

I WANT A SET OF WHEELS LIKE THIS!!!

Umm....interesting

I found this on my brother's blog. I found it very uh... unique.

New Shoes

So I was contacted from the South Lyon Cycle store the other day. The message was that my new shoes were in. So this morning my Dad and I drove over to South Lyon to pick up the shoes. After that we went and had lunch at Mongolian BBQ (possibly the greatest eating establishment on the planet) then home.

Once I got home I installed my speedplay cleats and tried the shoes out on the trainer for a minute or two. These shoes are nice! They fit very tight and are very comfortable. Compared to my Sidis they are way stiffer and a lot brighter. But they dont seem to breathe as well as my Sidis.

Tomorrow I have VO2 Max intervals so I will be able to test them out on the road. They stand out don't they?

Trail Riding

So yesterday I was to complete a two hour endurance ride. Well by the time I got around to riding, about 5pm, it was extreamly windy. Due to the wind I decided to take my brothers Trek mountain bike out on the trails around here.

It was a very interesting ride. I am glad I went because it will increase my handling skills and reaction time.

This was the first time I had been on a mountain bike in 2-3 years. I survived haha. The bike hit the ground pretty hard on two occasions. I remained upright and on my feet, but I guess I shouldnt go that fast into switchback turns.

It was a fun ride. I intend to ride the mountain bike 1-2 days a week, my TT bike 1 day a week and my road bike 3-4 days a week. That way I can stay well rounded.

Update on Heather

I pulled this from the 'Maumee Valley Wheelmen'.

"If you didn't know, Heather Mitchell crashed at the Cone-Azalia race on Sunday and sustained some serious injuries. She was taken to St. Joseph's Hospital in Ypsilanti for care. She sustained a laceration to the side of her face and to her elbow which have been taken care of. No neck or spine injuries were found and no broken bones.

There was concern about her mental status and a dilated pupil at the Hospital and she was temporarily placed on a ventilator. The ventilator has been removed and she is breathing on her own and is able to sit upright in bed and is more alert. Her CT scan showed a very small amount of bleeding in her brain which the neurosurgeons are following but at this time are not overly concerned with. She will be evaluated by an ophthalmologist in the morning but at this time the doctors are confident that her pupil issue could be an isolated one and does not necessarily indicate more serious damage. Of course things can change and further information will be available when she is evaluated in the morning.

Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers! Updates will be posted here as they become available."


Lets hope that her brain heals properly and can make a full recovery.

Cone-Azalia Report

Ouch! Wow, this one hurt. Pitty the weather sucked...haha just kidding!

Blue skies plenty of sun was in store for us cyclists today at one of the hardest races in the state. It is a 10 mile loop with 3 miles of gravel and dirt roads. I went prepped with 3 spare wheelsets only to discover my preparation was pointless because only the Cat I/II guys got neutral support. O well.

As we lined up there were 22ish riders in the Cat 3 feild. 3 of us from SLC, Scott, Joe and myself. Wolverines had 7 guys, Kroske included. AAVC/Priority had 2 guys with Greg and Roger. Other teams included were Sprout, Venom and FRCC. All Scott Joe and I knew was that we were going to have to have representation and watch the Wolverines.

On the first lap we flew along the gravel sections. There were several attacks and I stayed near the front and covered them all. Anytime a rider went up the road, I was on their wheel trying to get into a break. There were several times we got nice gaps, but we were reeled in everyime.

After the first lap, the Wolverines were down to two riders. The other five flatted. The race was pretty boring for a while. There were attacks, I covered them and helped pull them in. Made it through the gravel sections in the top 5 everytime. Stayed at the front setting the pace for a while. Joe rode up to me and told me to get off the front and rest, so I did.

But the race started on the 4th lap. Halfway down the gravel section we neutralized the race. We all pulled over and stopped on the side of the road for a minute. There was a bad crash in the Womens race. I guess she hit her head and was bleeding pretty bad. There was a police car, an ambulance and a fire truck that we waited for. I do not know who it was, but she was from Saturn. I hope she is alright and pulls through alright.

After we started the race again, Scott told me to not be surprsied if they stop the race early. That would have meant this was our last lap. On the south secton of pavement between gravel sections two guys took off. Scott was with me at the front and I told him to go. I sat up and held up the peloton. They looked like they were struggling as they took off the road, so the group let them go figuring we would pull them in later.

With Scott up the road it was my job along with Joe to slow the peloton down to help our teamate up the road. Joe did this by sitting on the back and just being extra weight to be pulled along the road. I was more active. I would get up in the paceline and slow down a little everytime I got to the front. A second here, a second there...pretty soon the breakway was out of sight. Once we hit pavement again a chase was formed by everyone not from SLC or Wolverines. One of the breakaway riders from FRCC was dropped and came back to the peloton to help chase.

With me constantly slowing down the peloton, Roger eventually told everyone to not let me up there. Thats when I went to the back to rest. Eventually the chase gave up all hope of catching the break and let it go. From then on it was just attack after attack. Everytime I would go with them and sit in their draft. They would ride hard and pull off expecting someone to pull through only to discover me riding there. This too slowed everyone down.

On our run into the finish, I was sitting second wheel. We made the final turn and I took off with a Maple Leaf rider. We got a gap on the feild and tried to stay away. I could not hold that pace and eventually got passed by the feild (of 8 riders) with 700 meters to go to finish 11th. Joe was 7th and Scott was 2nd.

It was a great day for South Lyon. The Wolverine guy that won ended up riding away from Scott with a mile left. Sitting here I am exausted but extreamly happy. I rode a lot better than I had expected and I was one of the strongest riders in the feild. The funny thing is...we didn't have Darrell, Tony, Eric, Chris, John, Dominick or DMO there today. If this is a preview of things to come...expect us to dominate the MIScene this year.

Thats all I have....I need to sit in the hottub, massage my legs and sleep

Sorry, I didnt have a freind with me today to take pictures.

Pre Cone Azalia

So the car is packed for the morrow. It is weird to pack it this time. Usualy I dont bring 3 SPARE wheelsets and the BIG medical kit. But this IS Cone-Azalia.

I know that Scott and Joe are racing tomorrow with me, Chris and Eric opted for the Indiana race with other team memebers. It is going to be rough tomorrow. I switched my tires and am leaving the carbon wheels at home. I hope we can get a breakaway formed, or get our team across the line first in a sprint.

Either way...tomorrow is going to be hard.