Time for the tuesday series again.
This morning I just knew I was going to be able to hang on all the way
to the end. I knew I was going to be strong too.
4 laps of 12.5km over a bunch of short-ish hills, followed by 3 laps
of 3.5km with one short (100m) 10% hill.
Right from the start I kept my cool. I found a good spot in the middle
before the start, and was clipped into both pedals holding a barricade
so I would not fumble the clip-in. From go I felt good. I used big
gears and stood up and stomped the hills. Previously I had tried
sitting and higher cadenced, which just didn't work. I also watched
what was going on so I could carry speed into the hills, and only
pedalled long enough to keep my place or advance past tired guys. I
eased off before I would get jammed up behind other guys. In other
words I minimized energy expenditure. I even closed a gap on a break
attempt. I did it after noting where we were and realizing I would
have plenty of time to recover before the next taxing hill. I also
looked to see who was behind me, and knowing there was no way they
were going let the break go if I got us close, I was able to conserve
energy by pulling us up past half way, then moving aside. No reason
for me to do all the work and get wasted. So chasing got me some
respect, and my awareness kept me from shooting myself in the foot in
the process.
I had no problems moving up in the field and staking my claim to a
position. Not agressive, but assertive. People who tried to move in on
me were just polietly shut down. Access denied. Being big and imposing
certainly helps here. With about 6km to go, I was on the outside of a
fast intersection right turn and a guy behind me pushed my hip to make
room for him to go on the outside. I'm still well over 200 pounds, so
he just pushed himself into the gravel rather than moving me as he
passed. He kept it up, and it was fine because the road turned and I
wanted somebody there for sidewind shelter.
The plan before the race was for me to pull my buddy up the outside
and through the final turn in about 5th spot with 1km to go, and to
pour on the coals as we neared the finish, and I would break right a
bit so he could come around at the edge on the left.
The last time up the 10% hill, 3km from the finish I felt awesome. No
hint of acid in my thighs. No chain! I was positioned on the windward
side which was fine because it would put us in a favorable spot after
the turn near the top of the hill. I was in about 10th spot. Just as I
was going into the turn (still on the hill) a guy went around the
outside and cut me off big time. I jammed on my brakes and my rear
wheel even skidded. That will kill momentum! Luckily my buddy on my
wheel saw this was going to happen, and was able to break right
without slowing. I lost a lot of positions on that, so I had to ride
like hell to get back to a reasonable spot for the final corner at
1km. My buddy was toward the front so it was time to improvise. I
managed to pass lots of guys out of the last turn as I had a good fast
outside line. I could see my buddy up ahead, so I just wanted to see
what I could do. I was in about 10th spot with 200m to go. Then all
hell broke loose right in front of me. One guy went down hard in the
middle of the road, and got t-boned by two guys who did flips over
him. Bikes went flying to both sides of the road. I braked and braced
myself for guys hitting me from behind. As I was threading the needle
between the flying wreckage, guys came from behind me on both sides
and crashed. One guy lost it when he went into the gravel and he did
about 6 judo rolls on the side of the road, and got t-boned by another
guy who went off into the field. I used my latent mad bike-messenger
skillz to keep myself out of trouble and rolled through unscathed. I
just rolled the 50m to the line. Some guys with no shame passed me in
these last 50m.
The crash was pretty nasty and about 8 or 9 guys went down. A friend
of mine broke his finger, the guy who did the judo rolls broke his
collarbone, and one of the other guys hit his face and head pretty
hard and was in rough shape. They brough a chopper in to take him to
the hospital. Everyone else got away with scrapes and bruises and
busted bikes. I hope the guy isn't too badly (as in permanently) hurt.
My buddy got 3rd. Behind a guy who was Nordic Masters Champ (Norway,
Sweden, Denmark, Finland, Iceland) and a guy who was a pro with PDM
and rode TdF back in the day. If I had been able to give my guy a lead
out, he would have won.
Awesome. I think I'll go shave my legs.
Joseph