Longsjo Race Blog
Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 8:54 am
We had some highlights and a lot of low lights yesterday, but overall it was a great scene. Antony brought the van and a cooler full of girly drinks. The tent was well positioned on the finishing straight. The funeral home was quiet as usual. The temperature dipped to a reasonable 91 degrees.
I pre-rode the course and it seemed "interesting". Warmed up with Scott and Winslow, the fitness sucking virus seemed to be in remission. Watched some of the 40+ and MRC was off to a good start when the hulk threw down a monster sprint to grab 3rd. One more lap and I'm sure he would have been on the top step.
Went to jump on the course for a few more warm up laps and was stuck behind 90 other racers going single file through the gate in the barriers. Ugh back row start. Get a really fast clip in BUT NO!!! 2 guys in front of my CRASH on the start line. Come to a track stand, get around them and sprint to get back to the field. Well it was a long sprint. Like 10 laps. The front of the field was almost always 2 turns ahead of me. Also there were crashes on every other lap, which greatly added to the chaos. Turn 4 coming out of the chicane was particularly sketchy, and bad bike turners were have trouble with it. I finally made it to the front, just in time to see 2 guys attacking. I had a lot of momentum so I decide to go with it. Bad idea. Perhaps I should have taken at least 2 seconds to recover from the chase. Was off the front for 1.5 laps before getting dropped out of the break. Pathetic. The field passed me so fast I briefly thought I was in trouble. Barely latched on and recovered for a while. Got back to the front right when Mark was getting caught, he was in a break for a few laps. I think Mark went again with just under 10 to go and Tom and I were near the front disrupting. I mentioned to Tom to be ready to counter, which he did beautifully. With 5 to I spent an entire lap on the front riding easy tempo. The field finally figured it out at the 4 to go mark. Unfortunately Tom got caught but him and Mark were stil riding in the top 5 with 1 to go. I was chilling at about 20th, my job was done for the day and I had no intention of sprinting. The final time through the chicane of dispair was MRCs ultimate undoing, the guy in 2nd wiped out, taking out both Tom and Mark. I sat up and coasted in, living to fight another day. Which happens to be today.
We had a great time at the tent after watching Sarah and then Patrick/Joe in the P12 and drinking recovery Wachusetts. Looking forward to Woostah!
I pre-rode the course and it seemed "interesting". Warmed up with Scott and Winslow, the fitness sucking virus seemed to be in remission. Watched some of the 40+ and MRC was off to a good start when the hulk threw down a monster sprint to grab 3rd. One more lap and I'm sure he would have been on the top step.
Went to jump on the course for a few more warm up laps and was stuck behind 90 other racers going single file through the gate in the barriers. Ugh back row start. Get a really fast clip in BUT NO!!! 2 guys in front of my CRASH on the start line. Come to a track stand, get around them and sprint to get back to the field. Well it was a long sprint. Like 10 laps. The front of the field was almost always 2 turns ahead of me. Also there were crashes on every other lap, which greatly added to the chaos. Turn 4 coming out of the chicane was particularly sketchy, and bad bike turners were have trouble with it. I finally made it to the front, just in time to see 2 guys attacking. I had a lot of momentum so I decide to go with it. Bad idea. Perhaps I should have taken at least 2 seconds to recover from the chase. Was off the front for 1.5 laps before getting dropped out of the break. Pathetic. The field passed me so fast I briefly thought I was in trouble. Barely latched on and recovered for a while. Got back to the front right when Mark was getting caught, he was in a break for a few laps. I think Mark went again with just under 10 to go and Tom and I were near the front disrupting. I mentioned to Tom to be ready to counter, which he did beautifully. With 5 to I spent an entire lap on the front riding easy tempo. The field finally figured it out at the 4 to go mark. Unfortunately Tom got caught but him and Mark were stil riding in the top 5 with 1 to go. I was chilling at about 20th, my job was done for the day and I had no intention of sprinting. The final time through the chicane of dispair was MRCs ultimate undoing, the guy in 2nd wiped out, taking out both Tom and Mark. I sat up and coasted in, living to fight another day. Which happens to be today.
We had a great time at the tent after watching Sarah and then Patrick/Joe in the P12 and drinking recovery Wachusetts. Looking forward to Woostah!