Sherman Park Criterium, 6/13/09
Race #22
2nd/~50
Thanks to xXx for, yet again, putting on a great race. It is not easy, and their hard work is much appreciated.
Racing in the rain is fairly new to me. I once said that I have absolutely no interest in starting a race in the rain. But thanks to those hard working people of the internets we have something called “pre registration.” Which means, mostly simply, “dude, you already paid for it.” Dan and I were even talking about that at 7 this morning, as we began to head south, in the rain.
Short version: Well, I got points. The race overall--a mixed bag.
T1 Report: My diabetes was spot on today. Riding to the race is really helpful in my BG management—I just wish there was more racing in Chicago.
Two teammates got caught up in that amazing crash with 2 to go. Which by the way, was the longest sounding crash I have ever heard. It’s like a sound effect you can grab free online—the kind that are uncomfortably longer than you’d like. This crash, it just wouldn’t stop. I mean, I know that guys were sliding all over the place stopping other riders, but I actually thought the crash was going to catch up to me…Luckily, Jordan escaped the carnage but was gaped off behind it; unfortunately, Drew and Dan were both nailed by sliding riders and suffered some ugly road rash—I hope both heal up quick!
On the up side, all the monkeys were looking very, very strong. Given that and I know that racing is racing, and this is really obvious—but I’ll say it anyway, after one more parenthetical clause, a dependent clause separated from the stem by commas—that crash really changed the dynamic of the final lap. The other guys I was keeping an eye on were caught out by that crash, so I was nervous because I didn’t see them. So, when Dan began his leadout and I sprinted on his left I fully expected a few riders to come around the far right side. But that never happened.
Dan gets major props for being the strong man once again. After his leadout he held on for third. It was awesome to have two on the podium.
Sprinting:
I was comfortable following Dan’s leadout. I kept spinning and jumped around him in the same gear and accelerated easily, I shifted once more for the long haul, then once more, I stood and tried to over take the leader. On this I need to work on my form—I’m loosing some transfer when I stand to sprint. Anyway, I couldn’t make it up to him in that gear; I hit a plateau and finished just off his rear wheel. I think I jumped too late and then shifted too early and definitely once too often. Had I spun up to my max I may have gained some more ground in the final 100m. Lessons learned.
As far as racing in the rain. It sucks.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Breaking the Road Race Doldrums
Spring Prairie Road Race, 6/7/09
Race #21
20th/36
The way Jake definitively won the Spring Prairie Road Race, digging deep and attacking up the final climb made no mistake that he was clearly the strongest in that field. Congrats on your first win, Jake!
And major props to the team! This was our first race using a legitimate team effort. Two weeks ago when several Monkeys agreed to do this race, Jake had told me this was one of his “A” races. So, in my mind, it was clear—this is Jake’s race and our job to help him do it., so I sent an email stating such. No pressure, right?
Though we intended on racing with 6 we ended up with 5 and after a few laps had only three (John dropped, and despite looking good going up the hill, Josh flatted and one nameless Monkey forgot an essential pair of race equipment). Given this abbreviated team, Dan gets the George Hincapie award! He was never more than a bike or two away from Jake; nearly always on the windward side; paced him up the hill on nearly every lap and hung on for 10th place! Awesome work! I did a little here and there; kept an eye on things at the front; stuck near Jake part of the time; hit the front in the last two miles and drove the pace to prevent late attacks from going and responsibly popped on the final climb—I was flying up that hill at a glorious 7mph and finished 19th.
Honestly, Jake, I really need to think about racing Blue Mounds on the 18th—though I’m leaning more and more toward doing it. Its ironic that suffering up such hills is so glorious in retrospect.
The course was nice, and racing in the evening was a welcome change of pace. The weatherman predicted t-storms by the end of the race, luckily that didn’t happen till much later. It was all around a pleasant day.
The roads were decent the hills were enough to belie the slow pace. And that climb to the finish was real mean. I don’t know the grade—I’m completely illiterate with that stuff—but it was enough to make me suffer—badly—on almost every lap. Not having done more than 2 weeks of short 1 min intervals, I really paid the piper on that hill. Though I was able to find a “comfortable pace” on every lap, and I was “easily” able to catch back on after the climb, it still hurt…bad.
You know how the race ended but two interesting things happened during the race: first, I went off the back for a little while (4th lap, back side) because I thought I flatted (it felt like my bike was moving through mud—more like my legs were jelly) and I dropped back and checked it out—I was fine. Looking up, I was 75m behind the field. I had two choices: drop or chase. I glanced down at my black CSC (now Saxo Bank) wristband, and immediately decided to HARDEN THE FUCK UP and I chased back on. Which, though hard, happened pretty quickly and I didn’t need to go beyond myself. So I feel good about that. Second, I had low bloodsugar reaction in the final lap.
It is difficult to notice the symptoms of low BG (blood glucose levels) in a race because you are generally working so hard and there is no “normal” feeling by which to compare one’s “typical” symptoms. Regardless, I’ve learned the symptoms while riding and told Dan and Jake I was dropping out. But because the pace was not too high I was able to sit on the back and consume the rest of my energy drink and down a gel packet. After a few min, I felt much better, and my legs and bloodsugar had recovered so I returned to the race. This is when I went to the front in the final two miles, I pushed the pace to prevent attacks before dropping back and letting Dan and Jake run it the rest of the way. I was able to recover for a min before the final climb and though I thought I'd just fall right over somewhere near the top, I nevertheless finished my race.
All in all, a good day for Spidermonkey Cycling!
Race #21
20th/36
The way Jake definitively won the Spring Prairie Road Race, digging deep and attacking up the final climb made no mistake that he was clearly the strongest in that field. Congrats on your first win, Jake!
And major props to the team! This was our first race using a legitimate team effort. Two weeks ago when several Monkeys agreed to do this race, Jake had told me this was one of his “A” races. So, in my mind, it was clear—this is Jake’s race and our job to help him do it., so I sent an email stating such. No pressure, right?
Though we intended on racing with 6 we ended up with 5 and after a few laps had only three (John dropped, and despite looking good going up the hill, Josh flatted and one nameless Monkey forgot an essential pair of race equipment). Given this abbreviated team, Dan gets the George Hincapie award! He was never more than a bike or two away from Jake; nearly always on the windward side; paced him up the hill on nearly every lap and hung on for 10th place! Awesome work! I did a little here and there; kept an eye on things at the front; stuck near Jake part of the time; hit the front in the last two miles and drove the pace to prevent late attacks from going and responsibly popped on the final climb—I was flying up that hill at a glorious 7mph and finished 19th.
Honestly, Jake, I really need to think about racing Blue Mounds on the 18th—though I’m leaning more and more toward doing it. Its ironic that suffering up such hills is so glorious in retrospect.
The course was nice, and racing in the evening was a welcome change of pace. The weatherman predicted t-storms by the end of the race, luckily that didn’t happen till much later. It was all around a pleasant day.
The roads were decent the hills were enough to belie the slow pace. And that climb to the finish was real mean. I don’t know the grade—I’m completely illiterate with that stuff—but it was enough to make me suffer—badly—on almost every lap. Not having done more than 2 weeks of short 1 min intervals, I really paid the piper on that hill. Though I was able to find a “comfortable pace” on every lap, and I was “easily” able to catch back on after the climb, it still hurt…bad.
You know how the race ended but two interesting things happened during the race: first, I went off the back for a little while (4th lap, back side) because I thought I flatted (it felt like my bike was moving through mud—more like my legs were jelly) and I dropped back and checked it out—I was fine. Looking up, I was 75m behind the field. I had two choices: drop or chase. I glanced down at my black CSC (now Saxo Bank) wristband, and immediately decided to HARDEN THE FUCK UP and I chased back on. Which, though hard, happened pretty quickly and I didn’t need to go beyond myself. So I feel good about that. Second, I had low bloodsugar reaction in the final lap.
It is difficult to notice the symptoms of low BG (blood glucose levels) in a race because you are generally working so hard and there is no “normal” feeling by which to compare one’s “typical” symptoms. Regardless, I’ve learned the symptoms while riding and told Dan and Jake I was dropping out. But because the pace was not too high I was able to sit on the back and consume the rest of my energy drink and down a gel packet. After a few min, I felt much better, and my legs and bloodsugar had recovered so I returned to the race. This is when I went to the front in the final two miles, I pushed the pace to prevent attacks before dropping back and letting Dan and Jake run it the rest of the way. I was able to recover for a min before the final climb and though I thought I'd just fall right over somewhere near the top, I nevertheless finished my race.
All in all, a good day for Spidermonkey Cycling!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Monsters of the Midway
Race #20
5/16/09
pack finish.
I’m really glad Vanessa is doing fine and comfortably recovering at home. Speedy recovery Vanessa!
I wish I could have raced with the 4s, after winning the cat 5s race last year I wanted to go for a win. Such is life.
The course was different from last year. With the finish on the south side of the midway they added huge chunk of distance coming out of the final corner. Add a stiff tailwind and that complicates your finish. Do you go early and risk the fadeout, or wait till the last 50 and put all your money on your jump? Unfortunately, I was only able to race an open category race and I knew that my cat 4 ass wouldn’t be in contention. So hanging on would be my first goal.
The race went well. It was faster than a typical 4s race, but it was not as painful as I thought it would be—especially once the break was let go. If that hadn’t happened then we would have had some more dramatics in varying the pace. Once the break was established and the rhythm hadn't made my legs fall off, I even felt pretty good about competing with guys stronger than me.
So, 30 min and we’re done. The break finished ~40 seconds ahead of us.
It was really great to see so many Spidermonkeys show up. See, that is why we have the best team in Chicago. Our teammates show up even though many don’t race, or won’t until late in the day for the 5s. That is really cool.
After a while of hanging out it was off to my visit with my family on the northwest side—into a headwind from the northwest for 1.5 hrs, the whole fucking way. Hell, that ride was a bigger pain than the race.
5/16/09
pack finish.
I’m really glad Vanessa is doing fine and comfortably recovering at home. Speedy recovery Vanessa!
I wish I could have raced with the 4s, after winning the cat 5s race last year I wanted to go for a win. Such is life.
The course was different from last year. With the finish on the south side of the midway they added huge chunk of distance coming out of the final corner. Add a stiff tailwind and that complicates your finish. Do you go early and risk the fadeout, or wait till the last 50 and put all your money on your jump? Unfortunately, I was only able to race an open category race and I knew that my cat 4 ass wouldn’t be in contention. So hanging on would be my first goal.
The race went well. It was faster than a typical 4s race, but it was not as painful as I thought it would be—especially once the break was let go. If that hadn’t happened then we would have had some more dramatics in varying the pace. Once the break was established and the rhythm hadn't made my legs fall off, I even felt pretty good about competing with guys stronger than me.
So, 30 min and we’re done. The break finished ~40 seconds ahead of us.
It was really great to see so many Spidermonkeys show up. See, that is why we have the best team in Chicago. Our teammates show up even though many don’t race, or won’t until late in the day for the 5s. That is really cool.
After a while of hanging out it was off to my visit with my family on the northwest side—into a headwind from the northwest for 1.5 hrs, the whole fucking way. Hell, that ride was a bigger pain than the race.
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