Fred on the rampage again!

This was from the OMaha World Herald. Fred is on his way back. More to follow. Super impressive showing again!

Duathlon: Omahan 3rd at nationals
WORLD-HERALD PRESS SERVICES


RICHMOND, Va. — Omahan Fred Galata placed third at the U.S. National Duathlon Championships for ages 55 to 59 Sunday.

A record turnout of 1,800 competed Sunday, including 53 in Galata’s age group. The duathlon was a 5-kilometer run, a 38K bike ride and another 5K run.

Galata, 59, finished in 1 hour, 46 minutes and 35 seconds, behind a 56-year-old from Minnesota and a 58-year-old from Tennessee.

Galata rides for the Velo Veloce Cycling Club of Omaha

Adopt a Highway Mission Report

Pictured l to right: Glenn, Todd, Connor,Jackie, Dave, Harvey, El Guapo, Josh, Fred, Troy. (click on picture to enlarge)
Velo is going green. We've adopted a one mile segment of Hwy 36 on the north side of town. Sunday the gang met and broke out the orange bags and reflective vests. Marched the one mile stretch of turf and scrounged up about 20 bags of senseless litter. Couple of dead critters, one driver's license, one license plate. No sachels of $$, rats! The roadside looks fab now, tho. Thanks a bazillion to all the Veloers who showed up. We'll do it again in about 6 months. Look for our sign soon on the section of well-bicycled road.

Litter pickup was followed by team ride through the Trace and Chute. A beautiful sight to behold, 10 Veloers in Tiger stripes on paceline. Like poetry in motion. Heck, we're starting to look like the REAL DEAL. See ya for Trek ride!

Velo Veloce flexes at Le Tour de Husker

Race report for Le Tour road race. El Guapo decides Friday night to punt on the Ironman training and opts for Le Tour road race on Saturday morning at Branched Oak. The lure of bike racing is like a drug. Needed my fix. So, hop in the Jeep, snarf some wicked chocolate covered, custard filled do-dos on the way done and guzzle a gallon of java the hut, fully leaded 93 octane jet fuel.

Colder than a well-digger's ass while we're getting ready, but as soon as we roll out things start to heat up for the 48 mile race. Dave the Dagger Randleman and El Guapo race Open Cat 4. On 2nd lap, I hear mass carnage occurring behind me. My first thought was that it sounded like carbon fiber breaking. Twas! No time to look back, but turns out to be true. Check out this pic taken after the race!

4th lap, about a mile before the dam, it's my turn. Some clown goes down about 5 bikes in front of me. I scream out "Scheizer" as I eat pavement. (That's shee-yat in German) Nothing broken, just bleeding, so I hop back on my sled and burn rubber out of there as the rest of the unlucky sods are rolling in agony on the tarmac. The lead group is now about 1/4 mile away, so I go into TT mode and go red to catch back on. Rest briefly in the back, slam in a Gu on the way across the dam. As soon as we turn west, things start to pick up in earnest. Kaos Kyle hits the gas, others not quick to react, so I take opportunity to bridge up. We get a gap of about 50 yards. Kyle and I work together the next 3 miles with the pack of rabid wolves nipping at our heels, but our lead holds out to the final turn into Lieber Point. I've got second secured and can't match Kyles strength as he wins by 10 yards or so. The pack finished about 20 seconds behind and the Dagger strikes for 4th place. It was great working with the D, as we both watched out for each other thruout the race. Far freaking out. Roasted like a 'mallow at the end, but it felt GRRREAT.

Mike and Troy race Cat 5, but I'll let them report in on that action.

Everybody loves Tiggers!

Twin Bing Hurricane

2010 Team Picture at Twin Bing race in Climbing Hill, Iowa
Left to Right in back row: Troy Perry, Jack Perry (junior), Matt O'Donnell, Dave Randleman, Pete Duryea, Rusty Reno, Glenn Houtchins, Andy Keffer
Front row: Nick Ruiz, Simone Duryea (juniors)

So, we met at Zoo and boogied up to the metropolis that is Climbing Hill Iowa for the first road race of the year. Biggest surprise of the day was the gale force winds out of the SE. Made the rolling hills heading east brutal, followed by the flat section heading south. The big moves of the day occurred on the turn to the south. I missed out on the initial breaks there and suffered chasing the rest of the 45 mile B race. Foolish me. I knew it was coming too. Live and learn. I emptied the tank just trying to get back up front. Ended up riding second lap entirely with two others. The lead group was just out of reach ahead, but we couldn't close in. Suffered up the Climbing Hill to finish 10th out of 68 or so. Bummed. Thought I was in shape, but mental lapse was enuf to torpedo any grand illusions of podium. Better luck next year. EL GUAPO

Juniors performed admirably. Simone got lost for 6 miles due to course ignorance and no volunteers at critical turn in Bronson. She rode 31 miles instead of 25. Anybody else out there got a feeble excuse like mine? Please post additional pix and race reports.

MOD's route we should try

Here's a route from Mark Savery-perfect for a ride from the shop:

Riders on the Podium

Dave Randleman finished 2nd yesterday in SS at the Jewell MTB TT, Connor Randleman finished 2nd in Juniors, and Todd Eyberg finished 2nd in Men's 35+ Cat 2, only 5 seconds back of 1st. Rob Livingston rode well, finishing 6th in Men's 35+ Cat 2, only 35 seconds back of Todd. Great job guys!

Cancellara is studly

What an impressive win:

1st Mountain Bike Trail Ride on new mntn bike

theBest and Worst of my First new mountain bike ride, on new bike, and first ride at all this year (FINALLY)! 3)the Best: Those quick steep uphill spurts when you grind up the Glutes and can be Queen of the Hill at the top for those few quick seconds! 3)the Worst: Those quick steep angled slopes that approach you and just say 'Are you kidding?'. 2)the Best: Falling the best way possible, remembering it in 3 simple steps as if in slow mo..."now this is happening...now I will do this..". 2)the Worst: Dead pine needles stuck inyour spandex like a porcupine after falling on the "Easy" path. And 1) the Best: The wide, open fields where you can see forever all at once, including the red wig and mannequin parts right where a bike spill would really be funny. 1) the Worst: Having to pass that same spot again the opposite way because you can't find the way out. This was a fun experience overall. Wrists a little tender, I have new appreciation for this! Trivia: In the Tour De France, how many switchbacks does the infamous L'Alpe d'Huez have? A:21 I enjoyed the skill requirements at Tranquility for these both left and right!

Speed Queen

Out with the old!

So, my trusty old Cervelo is toast. I spent many a suffering hour on that sled. It served me well. But the time has come to upgrade. I sold the Cervelo to Ben out in west O, who wants to start doing triathlons.

Blaine, our shop's mechanical genius and the Midwest's best, is currently assembling a 2008 Orbea Ora for me. Sleek black and white scheme all in carbon. We're building it up with all Campy components, as it would be heresy to put on japcrap. The only non-Campy components are the brake levers, since Campy doesn't make any. I forked over a little extra dinero and bought some SRAM 900 TT levers, all carbon and super light at 99 grams.

With a little luck, I stumbled into a sweet deal on some aero wheels. I bought some brand new Easton EC90 TT wheels down at Bike Pedaler's in Lincoln. Thanks to Sean and Jason for treating me right on those gems. I promised them I'd bring Fred down and we'd do some of their Tuesday night TT training rides.

Not sure what the total weight of the beastie will be when all done. Certainly less than the 21+ lbs. that the Cervelo weighed. I'm hoping 18 lbs or less. Combine that with great aero wheels and I hope to fly down the TT road this year. Of course, I'll need the motor to be all tuned up to make the Ora gold. Uh, can you say sufferfest?

Let the party begin. More story to follow when Blaine calls to tell me the Rocket is Ready.

El Guapo

Saturday night's all right for sprinting!

A snappy outfit garners El Guapo style points

during the GoldSprints event at Bike Way!

Yo,

Some club members (Fred, Gene, Glenn, Andy, El Guapo) came to the Bike Way on Saturday for the initial GoldSprint indoor bike racing. This was an interesting experience and might not be my bag. I matched up against Aaron in the opening match, thanks to Fred for signing me up.

They said it was a 100 yd sprint, racing against each other on the bike and seeing the progress on the big screen computer. Something was screwed up tho, and we ended up doing the 800 yard race. So, I blew up thinking I only had a 100 yard race. We later raced again and Aaron dusted me. Good thing tho, I think getting eliminated early meant I didn't blow chunks like many racers did later. They had big yellow 5 gallon buckets next to each bike to hurl into.

Andy, Glenn and Gene all did well. Fred and I got tossed early, mostly cuz our feet unclipped during the race. Give it a try!

Trek the Tower

Betty and El Guapo ham it up before the 2010 Trek the Tower. All smiles here, but that soon changes to the Death Mask!





Are you ready to take on the Tower? 40 floors, 870 steps, and 633 feet into the sky, First National Tower is the tallest building between Chicago and Denver. Get your feet ready and your heart pumping to Trek up the Tower.







Velocistas,


While you were all tucked in and sleeping away Saturday morning, Veloers Betty "Crash" Cook and El Guapo were out cross-training by doing the annual Trek The Tower.

You know, sprinting up 40 stories to the top of the First National Building? Oh, behave!

Ok, maybe not sprinting. Maybe not even going fast, but we did it nonetheless.

And good results! Betty smokes it for a 10 min, 41 second outburst. The worst (or best) part was she wasn't even breathing heavy at the end. I guess its all the xc skiing she's been doing lately, eh?


El Guapo decides to try it for the 1st time too after Betty throws down the fitness gauntlet. Plus, it's another thing they can read over my cold, shriveled corpse at my eulogy. Yeah, something like Simone saying "My dad was a fitness fool. I remember one year when he decides it would be fun to hike up 40 stories of stairs. Rest in peace, you foolish old man, it's no wonder your heart exploded during this latest escapade." (whatever it is that finally does me in).


Hey, who's complaining? Just stuff my cremated remains into the downtube of my De Rosa and put it on your mantle piece (if permissible), or the attic and hand it down thru the generations.

Anyway, back to the Trek the Tower. Pardon my ramblings, it goes with the age.

But, speaking of age, El Guapo churns his way to 1st place in the 50-59 age group, out of 69 total old farts. And dines on quite a few young whippersnappers too, by finishing 9th overall out of 1100+ racers in a time of 5 min, 32 seconds.

Oh but for a few seconds more, could have moved up to 6th overall. Guess I should have picked up the pace the last few flights. Frankly, I don't know if that was possible. Sounds good now, a day after the brutality is over.


Recap:


Betty and I arrive early after meeting at Panera's at 615. Downed a little Dark Roast jet fuel. We sign in early, get our numbers, take some photos. Do some stretching and then get in the "elite" line, as Betty has scorched these stairs before and I qualified for "elite" status due to running a 10K in under 50 minutes (40 min/Corp Cup).


We yak it up with some folks in line. Met Sarah "Smiles" B, who turns out to be an ex- Cat 1 bike racer for Penn State, and her dad Andrew, from Alva, OK. Andy gives me some great tips about how to attack the stairs. Sarah and I exchange emails and she may join us for some racing. Hot damn!


We stretch in line, right behind some Rocky Balboa look alike, jogging in place, all dressed in black. I'm super giddy, thanks to glomming the cups of caffiene. Finally, we work our way up to the starting scanner. Betty blasts first, then they launch me 7 seconds later.


I start motoring up the steps, 2 at a time. Catch Betty, who gives me a rebel yell and an adrenaline rush. I decide to keep my head down and not look at floor signs. Use the railings for some additional pull and start passing some folks. The stairs are surprisingly narrow, with just enuf room to pass shoulder to shoulder, but people are pretty courteous about letting faster folks by. I really only had one Clyesdale slow me down.


Finally lift my head up and catch a glimpse of a "27th floor" sign. Still got some juice in the tank and know I can make it now. By 35th floor starting to slow down a wee bit, and by 37 my legs feel like they are cast in cement. I get to 38th and I feel like a Chernobyl reactor about to melt down. I then spaz my way up to 40 and to the finishing scanner. Bring out your dead, bring out your dead!


No idea of my time, but felt like I did pretty good. I knew from a little research that the previous year's 50-59 winner Bob (who finishes 2nd behind me this year), crushed it in 5.50 or something. I had set some pre-race goals of sub-9 minutes, but then had to reevaluate after seeing the winning times from previous race.


I immediately plop down on a chair, and watch some firemen revive some dude that totally collapses in a sprawled heap on the floor. Definitely deep in the red zone for that gladiator. Been there, done that...can you say criterium around the Flatiron a couple of years ago?


Betty and I circle the 40th floor and let the screaming heart rates come down. Everyone up there is hacking up lung oysters due to something; the effort, the altitude change, the dust in the stairwell, whatever.


We finally board the elevator for the ride down to 1. Gather up some loot, cool shirt, free Whole Foods drinks and parfaits, then plop our sorry buns down at a table and try to equilibreate.
See some old buds from the Y, Vince, Dan, Ellie, Sarah our new bike bud, etc.


The results get posted. We wait in line and approach the results. Totally shocked and awed by my 9th place result. Oh, baby, I think what I'm supposed to say is "Good night now" or "unbeevable". (for you Romey fans). I had told some close friends that I planned on winning my age group, but that was bull talk from a one-eyed fatman. (Fill your hand, Ned! I aim to kill you right here and now or take you into to hang at Judge Parker's convenience. What'll it be?")


BC and I vacate the premises @ 930ish for the return trip to Panera's and some web surfing and Java. Never occurred to me there would be the award ceremony at 11 to stick around for. My YMCA spinning buddy Howie Halperin organizes the Trek the Tower event, so he'll surprise me on Monday night with my "award."


Afterthought: ugly, gasping raw throat choking, but no sore legs today. Good event for bikers to demonstrate their superiority to all those other sports disciplines like running, etc. Might do it again next year, but maybe I won't.


Here are the official results from the Trek the Tower website:

http://www.onlineraceresults.com/event/view_event.php?event_id=4570


Trek up the Tower
February 20, 2010 - Omaha, Nebraska

Overall Individual Results

Place Name City Age Sex Div/Tot Finish
===== ===================== ================= === === ======== =======
1 IVAN MARSH ASHLAND NE 35 M 1/157 4:31
2 RYAN WOLF OMAHA NE 27 M 1/156 4:58
3 GERALD KUBIAK OMAHA NE 35 M 2/157 5:08
4 JEFF MARSHALL OMAHA NE 48 M 1/124 5:15
5 BRIAN WANDZILAK LINCOLN NE 29 M 2/156 5:16
6 LEE MARTIN OMAHA NE 26 M 3/156 5:28
7 BRYAN WITT OMAHA NE 24 M 4/156 5:30
8 KELLY HALVERSON OMAHA NE 29 M 5/156 5:31
9 PETER DURYEA OMAHA NE 52 M 1/69 5:32
10 BENJAMIN GERBER OMAHA NE 24 M 6/156 5:32

MALE AWARDS


********** OVERALL RESULTS FOR MALE RACE ***********
1 IVAN MARSH 35 ASHLAND NE 4:31
2 RYAN WOLF 27 OMAHA NE 4:58
3 GERALD KUBIAK 35 OMAHA NE 5:08

********** TOP MASTER FOR MALE RACE ***********
1 JEFF MARSHALL 48 OMAHA NE 5:15

AGE 18 - 29
1 BRIAN WANDZILAK 29 LINCOLN NE 5:16
2 LEE MARTIN 26 OMAHA NE 5:28
3 BRYAN WITT 24 OMAHA NE 5:30

AGE 30 - 39
1 HENRY KINGHAM 38 OMAHA NE 5:33
2 CHARLES SMITH 35 OMAHA NE 5:43
3 BRIAN RONK 36 COUNCIL BLUFFS IA 5:45

AGE 40 - 49
1 JEFF MADDOX 41 NEBRASKA CITY NE 5:43
2 DAVID SEEVERS 42 GRETNA NE 6:02
3 DAVID FITCH 41 COUNCIL BLUFFS IA 6:03

AGE 50 - 59
1 PETER DURYEA 52 OMAHA NE 5:32
2 BOB HENCHAL JR 56 OMAHA NE 5:56
3 KEITH DOWELL 55 LAWRENCE KS 6:14

Snow Ride

Took the mtb out for a ride on the Keystone and Big Papio trails before they were cleared. 3-5 inches of power-sucking snow everywhere. It took 90 minutes to complete 11 miles. Here's why:

VO2 testing

Reminder!

Veloers and other esteemed guests,

If you didn't have a chance to do this before, you might want to consider doing it now before we get all wrapped up in the race season. My pal, Dr. Kirk Peck, top dawg at the Creighton University Physical Therapy Department, is putting together another VO2 testing regimen. He wants to test elite bicyclists and compare the results to elite runners.

This isn't the fully aspirated version, but involves a 1.5 mile full-out run, and 3 sub-max tests; indoor cycling, walking and jogging. Bottom line, the results turn out to be eerily similar to the full-blown V02 test.

Some of us did it last year. Fred was off the charts, and others tested well compared to elite runners and age groupings.

If you are interested in doing this, contact me at pduryea at cox dot net. I'll get you hooked up with Kirk. The testing should be coming soon, February or beginning of March.

Nebraska Cycling Assn. Meeting

President Ryan Feagan enterains the crowd with geek data from last year's cycling events and the survey sent out to Nebraska racers.

Six Velo Veloce riders met for the beginning of the year Nebraska Cycling Association's kick-off meeting. Gene, Andy, Ted, Randy, Rusty and El Guapo journeyed to Whole Foods in Omaha for this well-attended event. Dandy pizza was available to enjoy during the presentation by Prez Ryan. Many topics were discussed, MTB and road racing, race sizes, age categories, rider-of-the-year calculations, etc. Plus we elected new officers for the upcoming year.

Going from memory here, but Ryan was reelected President, John Spay from Norfolk was VP, Cheryl Gerkins Officials Coordinator, Craig Harding Treasurer, John Lefler Secretary and Kevin Burke Upgrade Coordinator. Good crew! If the crowd size was a good indicator, interest is growing in Nebraska racing.

The next evening, Gene, Andy and El Guapo went to the Waiting Room and snarfed pizza (again) and watched the Greatest Story Ever Told with about 50 other cyclists. This movie was about Eddie Merckx in the 74 Giro de Italia, winning for his 5 consecutive title.

Hope to organize a team ride soon. Looks like some above 30F temps are just around the corner. I'm ready!

None of this weeny spinning stuff

Duryea, I'm calling you out! Man up! This indoor stuff is for weenies. Ride outside with insane people like me (yes, that is an icicle on my chin):

Winter Training: Part 1

Check out back, left row...who's that grinch? Why it's Veloer Genius Ray hitting El Guapo's S/SW Y spin class. Look out for big things from Gamma Ray next year...he's prepping early!

El Guapo donned his goofy Christmas attire for Saturday's par-tay! Click on pix to enlarge.

Yes, you look closely and you can see I even wore my Scooby Doo boxer shorts. My S/SW spin class held our xmas party after last week's class. I even burned a blues Christmas CD special for the occasion. Party consisted of egg nog (no rum), bagels, cream cheese and coffee.

Spin passes are always available for my Velo pals or esteemed bike acquaintences. Just let me know if you wanna come do a class, I'll save you a bike. Saturday class is 8 AM at S/SW (132nd and Center) or 615 PM Monday evening at Maple Y (75th and Maple).

Guaranteed fat burner and calorie shedder. Class is 45 minutes long to really cheezy 70s and 80s music. Seated and standing climbs, likewise for runs, with some lifts and isolations mixed in. Usually followed by Panera's coffee on Saddle Creek & Dodge, with mucho ebay surfing for biking parts and what-not. Huge, huge, huge. Let's git-r-done!

Jingle Cross Mud

Peanut butter mud was the rule of the day at Jingle Cross. Friday night was wild. 25 lined up in my 45+ race at dusk. By the end of the race, it was completely dark and we were racing under the lights. I didn't preview the course because I would have had to wash my bike before the race-I figured that it wouldn't make that much difference anyway. Had a decent warmup, though.

The 3.5 km course consisted of a lot of flat riding, with some muddy stretches mixed in, and two nasty freaking climbs, both unridable. The first was the climb up Mt. Krumpet, which was really difficult-100 ft elevation change running through sticky, gooey mud to the top, then a greasy off-camber descent with two hairpins. The other was a short rise that turned into an unpleasant greasy run-up, with an equally greasy descent into the area between the bluffs and the livestock pens, which was wet sticky mud.

We lined up in the grid and they said we'll start in 30 seconds. I reached down to adjust my shoe buckle, and the start bell rang, so I was in 20th place instantly. Marvelous. I though it was disaster. I chased hard, but didn't seem to make up much ground. Then we got to the run-up to the top of Krumpet. I must have passed 10-12 guys on that climb-it helps to have some natural running talent. I ran the descent as well. With the fading light, finding your line was really difficult. If I had a chance to spend a bit of time practicing it, I probably could have ridden it, but that didn't happen. So I ran it every time and ended up passing people riding their bikes. Every time up the hill I made up huge amounts of time, so that by the last lap I had worked myself back to 7th, then passed Scott Fleming and Dan Hansen on the climb to move into 5th. I almost caught John Meehan for 4th, only a couple of seconds ahead of me; if I had an average start, I would have definitely been 4th and been in the running for the podium.

No such luck Saturday. Bottom of my shoes got wet, so I slipped and could not clip in at the start, thus relegated to the back of the pack again. The Krumpet run-up took a different path and was a freaking mess. The descent was through the crappy mud we ran up on Friday. Dropped a chain on first lap, and stopped three times to clean out my brakes/fork/seat stays so that the wheels would actually rotate-mud would be mixed with grass on the run-up and create an adobe brick in two places on your bike. Lost at least 1.5 minutes with the stops to fix the bike. Horrible day, ended up 9th out of 20 starters.

Deanna and I managed to get a case of bad food poisoning from Chipotle burritos that evening, so no racing on Sunday. That's it, I'm done for the year. For the 14 races this fall: 1 DNF, 3 firsts, 2 seconds, 2 thirds, 3 fourths, 1 fifth and 2 ninth places. A very good season, to say the least.

Some excellent photos here, in particular, the womens 4 race, which was the highlight of the weekend for the male racers.

The end is nigh...

...if this exists.

Lincoln CX

As the only racer from the team, I tried to give us decent representation. Both days I was racing master's 40+ (having upgraded to cat 2 last week, I didn't see much point in racing the open class-maybe next year). Day 1 went well. It was a very strong field, with half of the racers from KC, and many of the better ones making the trip. Had the best start I've ever had in a cross race, and stayed with the leaders. After 2 laps, things started shaking out. Tom Price started to pull away from the field (how shocking-he only just won the 45+ at the USGP Mercer Cup in NJ last weekend), Steve Songer was about 15 seconds behind, and I was another 5-10 behind Steve, with his teammate Andy Lucas sitting on my wheel (Andy's been injured and had a sub-par fall, which is why I could keep up). Team tactics normally don't play a role in cx, but occasionally they do, and this was one of those times. I got no help from Andy to catch Steve, so I tried mightily to do it on my own. Got closer a couple of times, but never quite close enough to close it. As I expected, Andy jumped me at the beginning of the bell lap, got a 3-5 second gap, and stayed away for third, while I ended up fourth. Nonetheless, I was happy with the result-it showed that I can hang with the fast masters and compete for podium spots in KC.

Today was just as much fun. Troy, Craig and company came up with another great variant of the course-quite hard, but really fun to ride, flowing beautifully. Another excellent start, I slotted into the front, and had only one person jump ahead, Josh Taylor up from KC. Jim Winklepleck, Dan Hansen and Kevin Burke were on my tail. After the third lap, I dropped the three behind me and yo-yoed between 1 second and 5 seconds behind Josh. Finally with two to go, I saw that he was tiring, so I made a significant effort to latch on at the beginning of the bell lap, and caught his wheel. Just as we were moving off the pavement, I surged and dropped him, opening a 5 second gap. To make it more interesting, with about 1/3 of a lap to go, I had my back tire wash out on a technical section and lost my momentum, so he closed the gap. I didn't feel too bad, so I was pretty sure that I could take him in a sprint. On a tight off-camber S, he tried a risky pass, got by me, but went in too hot and ended up in the tape. I took off and won by about 5 seconds. I hate winning that way, but we both had bobbles in the end taking chances, so things evened out, I guess. BTW, Josh is a real class act and it was great racing against him (see his account here). So a 1st and a 4th this weekend against pretty good competition, and the masters state cx championship. It was a good weekend.

Altoona Cross

Had a math conference in DM today, so I figured I would kill two birds with one stone-IA CX Championships were just 20 minutes away in Altoona (what a great name for a town-you couldn't make one up that good). Cut out of the last talk in time to head over and race the cat 3 men.

The course was really nice-90 % grass, with gravel, pavement, a couple of nice climbs, plenty of turns for accelerations-just what a cross course should be. The only thing missing was a little sand or mud. I think that some courses, especially in KC, tend to get too cute or mountain-bikey--it would be nice if a few promoters would take lessons from the Altoona guys. Anyway, got off to a decent start, then proceeded to struggle badly for the first two laps. I figured out that I was too cold, both from the weather and from insufficient warm-up, so bringing a trainer is critical for some of these late season races. After the first lap and a half, I was in 8th (out of 10-a very disappointing turnout for a state championship). Once I got warm, things started to go well. Over the last two laps of the race I went from 6th to 3rd, which was pretty sweet, especially picking off the guy in 3rd during the last half lap, who had a 10-15 second lead on me beginning the last lap. The crowd at the top of the boarded run-up was loud and really plastered, doing beer hand-ups and setting out dollar primes sticking out of empties on the ground (I tried to grab one but missed). Looked and sounded like they had been knocking them back since the first race 3 hours earlier.

I was pleased with the race, since I beat some of the guys that beat me at Spooky Cross, and felt quite comfortable during the last half. If the race had gone on for a couple more laps, it would have been interesting to see how I would have placed, but I'm not complaining. Ten races so far this fall, on the podium in 6 of them (2x1st, 2x2nd, 2x3rd), in the money for 8 of them (previous plus 2x4th), one DNF because of a rolled tire, and the other was an open race for training after my main event. Good times.