No points for me.  But I didn't get disqualified, so there's that.

A super fun race today.  The roads were wet, with 80% humidity at least, so like racing inside a bathtub.

With the first KOM, I jumped on the Dave Jordan train that started near the bottom of the downhill.  I was totally wrong about them today, they had their shit together and gave Dots a leadout all the way to the hill.  I sat on Dots' wheel as his two other teammates absolutely cranked through the park.  Half-way to the hill, two Foundation guys came up on our left.  I jumped from DJ to Foundation, and then back, trying to assess who was going first, but they stayed together.  

At the hill, DJ pulled hard and then pulled out of the way.  Foundation, out of his saddle, hit a burst of speed.  I got out of my saddle and now I'm behind the junior(!) who came out of nowhere and was sitting on Dots' wheel. 

Foundation takes first KOM by about 10 bike lengths, then Dots, Junior, and I rolled in 4th.

Second Kom shakes out similarly.  I'm on the right at the start of the downhill and Jim yells he's going to pull me up front.  I get out of the way and let him out, stay on his wheel (thanks very much, Jim! was hoping you'd be there), and then jump on yet another DJ leadout train, choo choo, chuga chuga.

A 4th DJ comes up on my right and tries inching me off Dots' wheel.  We split the wheel for a half mile.  It was a really good play on his part, impressive tactics.  But I didn't budge, happy to hold his hand as we rode together.

But now we're at the hill and we've got our big boy bib shorts on, so he drops off.

Foundation off the front at the bottom of the hill can't be caught (who is this guy?), then another racer (can't remember kit, possibly Echelon), Junior, Dots, me.  Dots doesn't get any points, and Junior rolls through 3rd place again.

I'll remember this race.  This is the first time I took both KOMs seriously and stayed on a leadout train to get there, regardless of how much it hurt.  My efforts weren't enough, but my tactics were sound.  This, plus being part of, and watching the efforts to help Jeff in the sprints turned it from hard laps around the park into a Race.  

The Junior was super nice, didn't seem to be making too hard of an effort to stay on the front.  I rolled with him a bit, which was fun, and after the KOMs, rolled with Dad who was pacing on the back.  A very cool family event.  

Coffee and Croissant and lots of teammates sealed the day.