Mar 26, 2017 at 09:25 AM
real feel around 30 and raining....enjoy lads....Yacks will be racing Zwift today
L&C Cup
Mar 26, 2017 at 01:03 PM
Ulrike takes 2nd @ CRCA CP!
Mar 26, 2017 at 02:05 PM
Phantastic!JohnMalcolmson said:Ulrike takes 2nd @ CRCA CP!
Photos?
Mar 26, 2017 at 02:13 PM
Mar 26, 2017 at 02:55 PM
123 won by break. i was in break when it formed on first lap. saw this one guy who ALWAYS wins via break (100% of the races I've done with him he podium'd after attacking right at the start). so when i saw him go i followed and i was with group of four off the front. i finished a pull around greek temple, pulled too hard, so dropped back to result thinking field had us,. they didn't--i'd mistaken some bridging people for the main group. dropped back anyway thinking i was in a 4 race where the break doesn't stick. lesson learned! that break won and ended up with 10 or so people--would've been a great break for me to be in and contest the sprint at the end of.
2d to last lap there was a crash thankfully no one seemed physically injured. was able to do my last lap alone to avoid DNF, i should be dead last in the results...right ahead of all the DNFs!
after the one hour ride to and from the race i'm thinking my present location in northern manhattan is slightly incompatible with PP races.
also, i didn't realize the 123 is 40 miles - in my case (i think we went really slow today?) about 1 hour and 50 minutes - long! owwwwww
good to see everyone this AM
Mar 26, 2017 at 03:48 PM
Results are up
Yang was right, Garcia won. Who is this guy? Out of the 4s soon, I think.
There were a couple of nice attacks, and at one point, Max was off the front by a few seconds and a guy got out of his saddle to bridge a very long gap, but we eventually caught up to them. Nice job on the attack.
Jeff managed to get into the 6 man race-winning break and on the uphill, Max, Yang and I managed to slow things down a little. Three orange helmets on the front were a little too obvious, though, and people used colorful language and got around us. I didn't see what other teams were in the break - could have used some help slowing the pace.
The final break happened with a KOM to go so those guys picked up the remaining points. We caught up with Jeff on the final lap and the break already took up 5 top spots so people were sprinting for the remaining 5.
Overall, it was wet and cold out there (though with a grain of salt after Grant's, I realize). I couldn't feel my face or fingers after the first lap. There was a 20mph steady wind over the lake, forcing us into the right side of the road. It was extremely difficult to move up at times - I would be behind a rider, feeling like we were too slow, pull out into the wind, go up about 60 watts but riding at exactly the same speed. I would then sulk and try to get back onto that very nice wheel. Max opened a gap for me a couple of times - thanks for that.
Two potholes sported orange flags and cones, one before the uphill on the right, and one at the top of the hill on the right. During the last lap, racers "forgot" about the first one and I heard people slamming into it.
Because of the wind, the small group, and the early season, riders were swerving hard into gaps on the sides, sometimes pushing other riders trying to come up on that side out into the running lane. This was beyond not lapping wheels, making me either give plenty of room for someone to slice mid-pack, or jump up into that space in front of me before they came over.
My own fitness felt like a roller coaster. Ah, that burning feeling in my throat being torn by the cold air, and in my legs, and the old demon in my head telling me that if I stop, all the hurt will go away. Like an angry, rebellous teen, I push harder when I hear it. very nice to be outside - outside! - and racing again. Nice to race with Teammates, and to get coffee, discuss the shouldas and couldas.
Great to see Jim Marshaling, Thierry and Chaim out to watch the race and chat.
I finished mid-pack, but with such a small group, that's like 10th if the race was sold out. 10th I tell you.
Mar 26, 2017 at 03:58 PM
when it gets warm, dry and less windy....we will see Prospect races at 27.2 mph for 40+ miles = good times
Mar 26, 2017 at 05:32 PM
For me, this was definitely a race to try to forget. tl;dr I got dropped from the winning break.
As the race started, I was really only interested in green jersey points, so stayed super frosty up front so that I wouldn't be caught snoozing out of position when the green flag and ringing bell announced the sprint lap.
GREEN SPRINT #1: 0 points. I went in perfectly. I was top 10 wheels up the hill the whole way. About halfway up, Yang slides by and slots in two wheels ahead of me with a very strong Maglia Rosa rider between us. Me likey. It went like this over the top and through the lefty chute into the sprint. Right round here Maglia Rosa brah loses his motivation and lets Yang's wheel go. Goddamn it. So I sprinted around him up to Yang's wheel just as he loses contact with the sprint. Shit. So I just kept sprinting and could only claw my way up to fourth, a couple meters back from Nathan Brauer, aka dick spot.
GREEN SPRINT #2: 2 points. I took a bit of a different approach this time as there was a polka-dots sprint on the uphill before the green sprint. I came onto the hill around sixth wheel and waited for the attacks. When they came, I just spun it up and settled into around 15-20th wheel. Dudes started blowing up all over the place and the pace plummeted after the KOM sprint line, so I was just riding through all those fellas. Exiting the chute, I was probably fifth wheel, right on Brauer. He started his sprint pretty early and plateaued in second place with around 75 meters to go. I was just able to come around for second place. 2 points.
There was a lot of carnage behind from the two consecutive sprints, so I actually kept riding tempo after my sprint to see what happened. After all, my objectives for the race were now over. A gaggle of opportunists came up and we had a little group going, but most of it (including me) was caught by the top of the downhill, with a few more-determined riders dangling off the front with a serviceable gap. These guys were caught between the temple and the skating rink. Before the catch, I saw what I thought seemed like a very strong rider meander off the front and disappear through the group ahead. Right as the catch was happening, I came up the side and snuck around the group being caught, angling back in front of them so maybe nobody could see me as the break became re-integrated into the peloton. The strong guy was a bit up the road just rolling, and I burned a big match to bridge to him. As it turns out, this guy was Jorge Garcia, and he took a savage pull as soon as I announced myself. By the time we got to the zoo, we had been joined by six more and we eight were away in a race with eight deep money.
The break is a blur. The first hill was brutal, as I had been attacking and pulling as the group came together. The KOM sprint flag was out. FFS. Once over the hill, we came through the finish and saw the 2-to-go sign. Then we caught up to Jorge, who had decimated everyone else on the hill. The pressure stayed on bigly, with way too many accelerations. It was not a smooth paceline by a long shot. A couple guys kept letting gaps open and going out of order and shit like that. I was dying. As we came back to the uphill, a few of the guys went after the KOM points and I couldn't hold the wheels. I was all-in and desperate to make it to the top so I could just sit on for the rest of the final lap, but the legs were just totally gonzo. I rode threshold in no-man's-land for most of the bell lap, before getting caught by the peloton by the zoo. Finished DFL a couple minutes later.
Fuck that race.
As the race started, I was really only interested in green jersey points, so stayed super frosty up front so that I wouldn't be caught snoozing out of position when the green flag and ringing bell announced the sprint lap.
GREEN SPRINT #1: 0 points. I went in perfectly. I was top 10 wheels up the hill the whole way. About halfway up, Yang slides by and slots in two wheels ahead of me with a very strong Maglia Rosa rider between us. Me likey. It went like this over the top and through the lefty chute into the sprint. Right round here Maglia Rosa brah loses his motivation and lets Yang's wheel go. Goddamn it. So I sprinted around him up to Yang's wheel just as he loses contact with the sprint. Shit. So I just kept sprinting and could only claw my way up to fourth, a couple meters back from Nathan Brauer, aka dick spot.
GREEN SPRINT #2: 2 points. I took a bit of a different approach this time as there was a polka-dots sprint on the uphill before the green sprint. I came onto the hill around sixth wheel and waited for the attacks. When they came, I just spun it up and settled into around 15-20th wheel. Dudes started blowing up all over the place and the pace plummeted after the KOM sprint line, so I was just riding through all those fellas. Exiting the chute, I was probably fifth wheel, right on Brauer. He started his sprint pretty early and plateaued in second place with around 75 meters to go. I was just able to come around for second place. 2 points.
There was a lot of carnage behind from the two consecutive sprints, so I actually kept riding tempo after my sprint to see what happened. After all, my objectives for the race were now over. A gaggle of opportunists came up and we had a little group going, but most of it (including me) was caught by the top of the downhill, with a few more-determined riders dangling off the front with a serviceable gap. These guys were caught between the temple and the skating rink. Before the catch, I saw what I thought seemed like a very strong rider meander off the front and disappear through the group ahead. Right as the catch was happening, I came up the side and snuck around the group being caught, angling back in front of them so maybe nobody could see me as the break became re-integrated into the peloton. The strong guy was a bit up the road just rolling, and I burned a big match to bridge to him. As it turns out, this guy was Jorge Garcia, and he took a savage pull as soon as I announced myself. By the time we got to the zoo, we had been joined by six more and we eight were away in a race with eight deep money.
The break is a blur. The first hill was brutal, as I had been attacking and pulling as the group came together. The KOM sprint flag was out. FFS. Once over the hill, we came through the finish and saw the 2-to-go sign. Then we caught up to Jorge, who had decimated everyone else on the hill. The pressure stayed on bigly, with way too many accelerations. It was not a smooth paceline by a long shot. A couple guys kept letting gaps open and going out of order and shit like that. I was dying. As we came back to the uphill, a few of the guys went after the KOM points and I couldn't hold the wheels. I was all-in and desperate to make it to the top so I could just sit on for the rest of the final lap, but the legs were just totally gonzo. I rode threshold in no-man's-land for most of the bell lap, before getting caught by the peloton by the zoo. Finished DFL a couple minutes later.
Fuck that race.
Mar 26, 2017 at 05:43 PM
Takeaways for future races:
1. It is very difficult to contest two intermediate sprints and then ride a three-lap break the day after racing twice at Branchbrook. I should have been more realistic and will try to be in the future.
2. Blocking can do a lot to help your teammate's break get away, but people should also be covering moves. This means letting maybe a couple people join the break, but after that making sure a KCC is on any other wheel trying to bridge. If they ask you to pull, say you have a teammate in the break and they should understand. If they can't bridge all the way, attack them to make it the rest of the way without them. Having a teammate in that break would have been fucking primo.
3. We need a plan for winning the race. I'm obviously very grateful for any help folks are willing to give me to get the green jersey, but we need a finishing plan as well.
4. DON'T GET DROPPED FROM THE WINNING BREAK NO MATTER FUCKING WHAT.
1. It is very difficult to contest two intermediate sprints and then ride a three-lap break the day after racing twice at Branchbrook. I should have been more realistic and will try to be in the future.
2. Blocking can do a lot to help your teammate's break get away, but people should also be covering moves. This means letting maybe a couple people join the break, but after that making sure a KCC is on any other wheel trying to bridge. If they ask you to pull, say you have a teammate in the break and they should understand. If they can't bridge all the way, attack them to make it the rest of the way without them. Having a teammate in that break would have been fucking primo.
3. We need a plan for winning the race. I'm obviously very grateful for any help folks are willing to give me to get the green jersey, but we need a finishing plan as well.
4. DON'T GET DROPPED FROM THE WINNING BREAK NO MATTER FUCKING WHAT.
Mar 26, 2017 at 05:50 PM
Yack's stayed dry, warm & took 4th (or 8th overall)
https://www.zwiftpower.com/race.php?id=4955
suckez
https://www.zwiftpower.com/race.php?id=4955
suckez
Mar 26, 2017 at 05:55 PM
Really bummed I missed out on this. Haven't been on the bike much with work being nuts the past couple weeks but doing my best to show up on the 1st with some fitness.
Mar 26, 2017 at 06:05 PM
Good on you Jeff and Brendan for being in the right places, that's a big deal in itself. Dropped from RW break = emptiest feeling (we've all been there). You go from gifting your teammates a free ride to making them burn all their matches, no fun. If you're in a break and realize you're in over your head, remember there's no shame in sitting on. It's a tactic many park sprinters employ.
Mar 26, 2017 at 06:18 PM
5s started a bit slow and was jittery throughout. i tried to stay top ~15 for most of the race. Ben hung around and Sebastian spent most of his time at the pointiest part. couple of attempted breaks lasting for various amounts of time. there was a split on the last lap that i bridged to, but that too was caught.
going into the last hill the pace kicked up. i was in the red to stay towards the front. at the top of the hill Sebastian (~3 wheels in front of me) and I were in the top 10 wheels. i came around and offered Sebastian a lead out but i had no real leg juice to give at that point, which worked out well because he was on the limit too. held pace as best i could for 11th as fresher legs came through.
going into the last hill the pace kicked up. i was in the red to stay towards the front. at the top of the hill Sebastian (~3 wheels in front of me) and I were in the top 10 wheels. i came around and offered Sebastian a lead out but i had no real leg juice to give at that point, which worked out well because he was on the limit too. held pace as best i could for 11th as fresher legs came through.
Mar 26, 2017 at 06:38 PM
Will more or less summed it up.
Wet road + first park race = I stayed in the top 10 wheels for most of the race, ended up taking some longer pulls to keep things moving along. Also came very close to being part of a 4 man break with two to go that I'm confident could have stayed away - one non-pull when we had a ~10 second gap led to us getting reeled in somewhere by the lake.
Didn't realize the field had split in the final lap, but I definitely noticed the pace pull up on the last downhill. Had really good position coming out of the hill, sitting right behind the 2/3rds of the eventual podium. It was at this point that my legs gave up and my mind followed suit - I sat up and got 14th, 4 seconds behind the front group.
Pretty ok with the result, got good experience attacking and riding up front, as I've been trying to while I have good fitness relative to the field.
Really looking forward to racing w/ the 4s next weekend!
Wet road + first park race = I stayed in the top 10 wheels for most of the race, ended up taking some longer pulls to keep things moving along. Also came very close to being part of a 4 man break with two to go that I'm confident could have stayed away - one non-pull when we had a ~10 second gap led to us getting reeled in somewhere by the lake.
Didn't realize the field had split in the final lap, but I definitely noticed the pace pull up on the last downhill. Had really good position coming out of the hill, sitting right behind the 2/3rds of the eventual podium. It was at this point that my legs gave up and my mind followed suit - I sat up and got 14th, 4 seconds behind the front group.
Pretty ok with the result, got good experience attacking and riding up front, as I've been trying to while I have good fitness relative to the field.
Really looking forward to racing w/ the 4s next weekend!
Mar 26, 2017 at 09:01 PM
I hear JP and Dave Vollbach got taken out by a delivery moped riding through the 123 field. I believe they're ok??
Mar 26, 2017 at 09:20 PM
Oh snap !!! well on the one hand...you gotta be in it to win it....on the other you gotta be in it to get taken out my a moped. Hope everything is ok and that a good story emanates...
Mar 26, 2017 at 09:42 PM
yes, they're okay, unless they have latent injuries. 4-5 people went down including JP and vollbach. i didn't see anyone who didn't ride away or walk away. i think vollbach may have had some bike damage and i see he posted a picture of his helmet in the trash on instagram so that probably took a ding. i happened to be just behind it all. vollbach and JP were physically good, i rode partway home to manhattan with JP
darryl rogers went over the plastic jersey barrier, i hope he's okay. looked potentially disasterous. jp did an expert "shelter in place" move once he went down and i managed to steer between him and his bike, i don't think i ran over either one.
darryl rogers went over the plastic jersey barrier, i hope he's okay. looked potentially disasterous. jp did an expert "shelter in place" move once he went down and i managed to steer between him and his bike, i don't think i ran over either one.
Mar 26, 2017 at 11:21 PM
TL;DR version of my race:
Super slow, super jittery/sketchy as Will said.
I'm happy that I'm seeing my race awareness improve, and I can see when I need to move up, and have the legs to do so – the whole "where am I, where do I need to be, what do I need to do to get there" thing. I essentially hung with Will in the top 15 for most of the race, but stupidly wound up in a shitty position on the last lap. For some reason on the last climb when the pace kicked up, I had the legs to keep my position, but knew that I had to give it much more gas to get back up with the front, who were leading by a bit. I psyched myself out and figured that would end in failure, so I just opted for a 9 out of 10 effort instead of 11 out of 10. When the race was over and I felt fine I realized that I totally had way more in me, and had I really let loose, I could have finished with the lead group.
Finishing 9 seconds behind first place, 22 out of 44 feels good considering that my last park race (first race ever) I was off the back, 29 out of 35, 1:18 from 1st place – but it's super annoying to know that I could have tried harder and seen better results today. Lesson learned.
Great to see you all out there today and ride bikes fast in the park together.
Super slow, super jittery/sketchy as Will said.
I'm happy that I'm seeing my race awareness improve, and I can see when I need to move up, and have the legs to do so – the whole "where am I, where do I need to be, what do I need to do to get there" thing. I essentially hung with Will in the top 15 for most of the race, but stupidly wound up in a shitty position on the last lap. For some reason on the last climb when the pace kicked up, I had the legs to keep my position, but knew that I had to give it much more gas to get back up with the front, who were leading by a bit. I psyched myself out and figured that would end in failure, so I just opted for a 9 out of 10 effort instead of 11 out of 10. When the race was over and I felt fine I realized that I totally had way more in me, and had I really let loose, I could have finished with the lead group.
Finishing 9 seconds behind first place, 22 out of 44 feels good considering that my last park race (first race ever) I was off the back, 29 out of 35, 1:18 from 1st place – but it's super annoying to know that I could have tried harder and seen better results today. Lesson learned.
Great to see you all out there today and ride bikes fast in the park together.
Mar 27, 2017 at 01:49 AM
Hey Guys,
Great to read the new season of race reports. Excited to read more.
Allow me to point out two things:
#1 How to Race (page 9) there is some etiquette to this sport, be sure you understand it #2 if your teammate attacks, and gets caught YOU MUST COUNTER. You owe it to them.
Bruce, I trust, will elaborate
Great to read the new season of race reports. Excited to read more.
Allow me to point out two things:
#1 How to Race (page 9) there is some etiquette to this sport, be sure you understand it #2 if your teammate attacks, and gets caught YOU MUST COUNTER. You owe it to them.
Bruce, I trust, will elaborate
Mar 27, 2017 at 03:17 AM
Jeff worked unbelievably hard this morning and I wish I had more legs to have helped him convert those efforts into results. That first sprint hurt me pretty badly and I had to wave him through on the second attempt so he could surf it solo because my legs just couldn't push out any more power. Sorry homie.
I was pretty ecstatic that Jeff had slipped away and created a sizable break so close to the end of the race. I've seen Jeff Condon get into similar winning breaks over and over again back when he was a 4 and was confident Whitey would cash in.
It also meant that I thankfully had a valid excuse to stop pedaling because by that point I was cramping and just barely willing myself to finish the race. Thanks zwift.
Max, Bruce and I took on the role of blockers. I proceeded to run Operation Motormouth where I would try to discourage chase attempts by calling out that all ten points spots were taken and that it would be useless and dangerous to even try to attempt to catch them. Early on when guys were still motivated, I would rush to the front to wedge myself into a chase rotation and then let gaps form to break up any sort of rhythm. I was being a total dick. But again, I knew Jeff was up there, had been training his sprint all winter, and was looking forward to him regaling us mere pack fodder of his daring and successful escape.
And then we saw him on the bell lap, sometime just after the temple, grinding away in no man's land. I didn't want to believe it, but as we caught up to him near the old triangle finish my heart sank. I had grand plans to counter, but as they say the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. I hid in the comforting suck of the field.
That last punch up the hill hurt and as I slid back 20 spots as we approached the kom line I sat up and waited for Jeff. All I could offer was my apology for not being there when it counted.
Regardless of my own sucktitude and Jeff's disappointments today I still enjoyed the race immensely. I hate training, I love racing. I love the number pinning routine. I love shooting the shit with guys on other squads who I've been racing next to for years. I love seeing Charlie yell at guys because they don't know how stand in a queue for pre-reg. I love the first clip in clacking of cleats at the whistle and the quickening of your pulse as a chorus of Garmins beep on. I love the nervous Neds that scream at you to hold your line from 3 meters away. I love the ambitious new racers who have no idea how to dress for a bike race in wet 40 degree weather. I love the guy who attacks on the downhill. I love how you have to grit the shit out of your teeth as your brain screams at your seizing quads to stay on that wheel in front of you. I love crossing the finish line. I love hanging with the crew for coffee and muffins afterwards, leaning our bikes up against the hydrant and benches. I even love seeing the same gray haired artist who looks like Matt Groening in Konditori sit with us year after year, sketching patterns silently in a moleskin notebook while we jabber on about the mysteries of bicycle racing (for the first time he was joined by friends today!).
I was pretty ecstatic that Jeff had slipped away and created a sizable break so close to the end of the race. I've seen Jeff Condon get into similar winning breaks over and over again back when he was a 4 and was confident Whitey would cash in.
It also meant that I thankfully had a valid excuse to stop pedaling because by that point I was cramping and just barely willing myself to finish the race. Thanks zwift.
Max, Bruce and I took on the role of blockers. I proceeded to run Operation Motormouth where I would try to discourage chase attempts by calling out that all ten points spots were taken and that it would be useless and dangerous to even try to attempt to catch them. Early on when guys were still motivated, I would rush to the front to wedge myself into a chase rotation and then let gaps form to break up any sort of rhythm. I was being a total dick. But again, I knew Jeff was up there, had been training his sprint all winter, and was looking forward to him regaling us mere pack fodder of his daring and successful escape.
And then we saw him on the bell lap, sometime just after the temple, grinding away in no man's land. I didn't want to believe it, but as we caught up to him near the old triangle finish my heart sank. I had grand plans to counter, but as they say the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. I hid in the comforting suck of the field.
That last punch up the hill hurt and as I slid back 20 spots as we approached the kom line I sat up and waited for Jeff. All I could offer was my apology for not being there when it counted.
Regardless of my own sucktitude and Jeff's disappointments today I still enjoyed the race immensely. I hate training, I love racing. I love the number pinning routine. I love shooting the shit with guys on other squads who I've been racing next to for years. I love seeing Charlie yell at guys because they don't know how stand in a queue for pre-reg. I love the first clip in clacking of cleats at the whistle and the quickening of your pulse as a chorus of Garmins beep on. I love the nervous Neds that scream at you to hold your line from 3 meters away. I love the ambitious new racers who have no idea how to dress for a bike race in wet 40 degree weather. I love the guy who attacks on the downhill. I love how you have to grit the shit out of your teeth as your brain screams at your seizing quads to stay on that wheel in front of you. I love crossing the finish line. I love hanging with the crew for coffee and muffins afterwards, leaning our bikes up against the hydrant and benches. I even love seeing the same gray haired artist who looks like Matt Groening in Konditori sit with us year after year, sketching patterns silently in a moleskin notebook while we jabber on about the mysteries of bicycle racing (for the first time he was joined by friends today!).
Mar 27, 2017 at 01:28 PM
anyone reloading for Saturday?
Mar 27, 2017 at 01:35 PM
David Yang said:... the ambitious new racers who have no idea how to dress for a bike race in wet 40 degree weather.
That was definitely me - the vest you lent me saved my life on the way home (thanks!)
Mar 27, 2017 at 03:17 PM
JP is suspiciously quiet about the moped incident....
Mar 27, 2017 at 03:23 PM
Sebastian, you knew how to dress for the race, just not for the cold, wet, and exhausted ride home!
Also big shoutout to Victor Chan. Just saw his photos of the race and he has some good ones of us in all fields. There's an epic one where Max is on his break attempt and you can see two orange helmets behind him, waiting to cover any moves.
JP looking Rapha-esque
This is just us following along behind Max's break attempt, but I like to pretend it was during one of the sprints.
Say what you will about his new GoPro mount, but Rigby can not be shamed and has the legs to back it up.
Also big shoutout to Victor Chan. Just saw his photos of the race and he has some good ones of us in all fields. There's an epic one where Max is on his break attempt and you can see two orange helmets behind him, waiting to cover any moves.
JP looking Rapha-esque
This is just us following along behind Max's break attempt, but I like to pretend it was during one of the sprints.
Say what you will about his new GoPro mount, but Rigby can not be shamed and has the legs to back it up.
Mar 27, 2017 at 03:27 PM
just in case, victor sent a few more photos around:
http://www.oneimagingphotography.com/Clients/Kissena-Race-Season-2017/Lucarelli-Castaldi-Cup-Race-Series-32617-1800/n-2D927s/
http://www.oneimagingphotography.com/Clients/Kissena-Race-Season-2017/Lucarelli-Castaldi-Cup-Race-Series-32617-1800/n-2D927s/
Mar 27, 2017 at 05:29 PM
Jeff sitting in 3rd place for the Sprint jersey. Let's up it next weekend:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XWtPGKlo78IxwgcDDQBQG-6GpyXreB6zdpIBkZMlObs/edit
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XWtPGKlo78IxwgcDDQBQG-6GpyXreB6zdpIBkZMlObs/edit
Mar 27, 2017 at 06:18 PM
I feel really dumb. The guy was on one of those delivery bikes with the metal baskets and the motor. He moved left a bit, but still was to the right of the jogger's lane. I saw the guy and tried to get the racer a bit to the front and right of me to move over, as he wasn't hemmed in by anyone in front of him--I put my hand on his hip to get a few extra cm. There seemed to be enough room, but either the moped driver went right a bit and/or I went left a bit and my bars hit his basket. That caused me to veer right, riding into the back wheel of the person I was trying to get some room out of. And that's what caused me to go down.twoyacks said:JP is suspiciously quiet about the moped incident....
Going down hurts. flatted my rear tire, knocked my front wheel out of true, put a small rip in my brake hood. Lost a water bottle. Road rash on shoulder, elbow, hip, knee. Luckily, no clothes ripped. I feel bad that the crash took others out as well. Hope they're ok and their bikes weren't damaged.
Good on Brendan and the others who didn't run me over.
It wasn't a good race for me before that, either. Didn't have good legs. Could see the stupid stuff the field was doing. Guys were attacking solo when the break had over 30 seconds up the road. But as I wasn't riding well, I didn't feel in a position to try to take charge. Our hope was to stay on the right side of splits and work on taking the field sprint. But the crash did us both in.
On the plus side, I got a crash out of the way.
Mar 27, 2017 at 07:04 PM
Glad it's nothing worse than pride JP.
Mar 28, 2017 at 01:33 AM
2nd place (Jay-z) is a buddy of mine who is interested in joining the club. booya.eloy said:Jeff sitting in 3rd place for the Sprint jersey. Let's up it next weekend:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XWtPGKlo78IxwgcDDQBQG-6GpyXreB6zdpIBkZMlObs/edit
Mar 28, 2017 at 02:06 AM
I'm enjoying reading everybody's race reports. Thanks for sharing.
Those photos of me show when the field was finally, inevitably catching my doomed breakaway. The one guy who bridged waited too late and wasn't much help when he caught up at the bottom of the hill. It was lap four (I think?), and I had jumped out front on the flats after the downhill. Not sure why other than I wanted to see what happened and my instinct told me to go. Nobody followed me! I stretched it out to maybe 15 or 20 seconds (I trust someone will correct me if I'm wrong). I was riding at my threshold heart-rate until the peloton swallowed me near the top of the hill.
On the next sprint lap I made my way near to the front when we approached the bottom of the hill and looked around to help Jeff but he surfed wheels until he went by me at the top. Next time I'll come find you sooner.
I'm kicking myself for missing the bridge to what was then just a two-man break which had Jeff initiated. I just wasn't near enough to the front. As you all have read, that group would go on to win, thanks in part, I'd like to believe, to some well-timed blocking by me, Yang and Bruce, especially at the top of the park where the course narrows and where the field could have used the downhill to really speed up the chase.
I liked racing in the tough conditions. This was my first L&C Cup race as a Cat 4, and it's definitely more fun than the 5s. Mainly the length, I think, and the race-within-the-race intrigue of the jersey competitions. It was a good second half of my first back-to-back race weekend of the season.
Those photos of me show when the field was finally, inevitably catching my doomed breakaway. The one guy who bridged waited too late and wasn't much help when he caught up at the bottom of the hill. It was lap four (I think?), and I had jumped out front on the flats after the downhill. Not sure why other than I wanted to see what happened and my instinct told me to go. Nobody followed me! I stretched it out to maybe 15 or 20 seconds (I trust someone will correct me if I'm wrong). I was riding at my threshold heart-rate until the peloton swallowed me near the top of the hill.
On the next sprint lap I made my way near to the front when we approached the bottom of the hill and looked around to help Jeff but he surfed wheels until he went by me at the top. Next time I'll come find you sooner.
I'm kicking myself for missing the bridge to what was then just a two-man break which had Jeff initiated. I just wasn't near enough to the front. As you all have read, that group would go on to win, thanks in part, I'd like to believe, to some well-timed blocking by me, Yang and Bruce, especially at the top of the park where the course narrows and where the field could have used the downhill to really speed up the chase.
I liked racing in the tough conditions. This was my first L&C Cup race as a Cat 4, and it's definitely more fun than the 5s. Mainly the length, I think, and the race-within-the-race intrigue of the jersey competitions. It was a good second half of my first back-to-back race weekend of the season.