In article <48226246$0$5140$4c368faf@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Colin Campbell <cmcampb@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> Off The Back wrote:
> > OK, in the spirit of today's rbr race re****ts, I'll go next...
> >
> > Sunday's 80-mile pro/1/2 road race at San Luis Rey (north county San
> > Diego); 50-60 starters, no sign of ST or Kurgan.
> >
> > We begin near the end, Memento style... On what I thought was the last
> > 11-mile lap, I began sitting on the winning break of Dave Clinger
(Rock
> > Racing), Ben Brooks (Type 1), and Adam Livingston (5-Star). No
> > complaints from them; it was clear I wouldn't be contesting the
sprint.
> > I'd slide off a bike length each time one of them came to the back.
> > Their rotation was beautifully smooth, and I was getting mesmerized by
> > it. None of them ever skipped a turn, despite obvious suffering. I
> > thought about offering fluid or gels--a token contribution at
least--but
> > then decided against it. The gap to the chase group was a couple
minutes
> > and we weren't going to get caught.
> >
> > Unfortunately, I had to let go on the gradual stair steps in the last
> > mile. Just too wasted from the earlier efforts. Up ahead, Clinger won
> > the sprint, followed by Livingston and Brooks. I crossed the line next
> > and I went straight to the officials and pleaded my case. "PLEASE let
me
> > be done!" Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that the three-man break had
> > lapped me. In a road race. On an 11-mile course... "Can't I finish on
> > the same lap as the leaders?", I begged. They gave me a definitive
> > "NO!", so I soldiered on alone for another lap, ultimately fini****ng
> > 30th, one spot out of the Lantern Rouge.
> >
> > Now, I wouldn't have gotten lapped if not for a desperately-needed
> > ****ta-potty stop about half-way through the race. Even under the best
> > conditions, pee'ing off the bike is tough for somebody my age, but
> > Sunday was really windy and attempting it would have either: (A)
caused
> > a crash, resulting in me getting beat up; (B) sprayed somebody else,
> > resulting in me getting beat up; or (C) dribbled into my shoe,
resulting
> > in pee in my shoe. I decided it was best to stop.
> >
> > The pee break was so desperate because I had downed a couple liters of
> > cytomax and V-8 immediately before the start. I figured I needed to
> > rehydrate from the morning, when I did the 46-mile Masters Fatty
event.
> >
> > I didn't get lapped in that race. In fact, shockingly, I won the field
> > sprint for 2nd place. I say shockingly because I was probably the
> > littlest guy in the field and had been suffering nasty muscle cramps
the
> > final lap. (Thus the later indulgence of V-8 and cytomax.)
> >
> > But even more shocking to me was the physical appearances of the 60-70
> > guys lined up at the start. I had been assured by rbr that everyone in
a
> > Masters race would be grossly obese (and on beautiful $10,000 bikes).
> > Apparently these guys didn't get the memo because most were lean and
> > ripped (and on beautiful $10,000 bikes). I was disgusted and
disappointed.
> >
> > Mark
> > http://marcofanelli.blogspot.com
> >
>
> I had no idea that this newsgroup was actually about bicycle racing!
>
> Good weekend for you!
>
> Just so I can brag, I "won" the downhill from my coach and his other
> student on Glendora Mountain Road down to East Fork Road. In fact, I
> was so dominant that I stopped, got out my camera (the weight of the
> camera and a quarter I found before the climb no doubt helping my
> descending), and snapped five pictures before they pulled up to me.
Congrats Colin. I win downhill races too.
That means you're hugely fat.
BTW Mark, props for doing a Pro/1/2 race after a good showing in the
Master's race. You're an inspiration to fatties everywhere.
--
Ryan Cousineau rcousine@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
http://www.wiredcola.com/
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