Baby Heads, Good Friends, One Day, The Following Weeks, and Staring at the Rear Hub of Life Just Hanging On...(and long titles)

The Blogosphere. For most I assume it's basically overwritten and under read semi-personal blah blah blah thrown into the wind. Well, fine.

Full Moon

Not so full

Attempting to put the round and round production 24 hour race into a short paragraph...tough, very tough... The Arrivee/Pilgrim's Market team of 5 consisted of Mark, Roger, Toad Carrier, Greg Welton, and Me, Cris..not to forget our all important volunteer Miss Erin. What an excellent and unique event. A 24 hour relay race on Mountain Bikes..in the dark and light...over jagged and rounded rocks(terribly called "baby heads"), smooth riverside single track, steep uphills and down for 15 mile loops....Our whole team rode hard and had fun with no injuries or major mechanicals...we were able to turn 21 laps! We had hoped for 18 or 19. Teams of all levels and many camping partying spectators. The moon was almost full and we escaped the rain for pretty awesome weather...a little cold at night but could have been worse. Next time will really try to get more sleep. 10 minutes is not enough. How we managed to not get a full team photo beats me :(

It was a few weeks before I really went for another ride and not because I didn't want to but damn life gets busy. ...focussed on trying to hang on to the wheel of life in front of you. My best rides might have been with Lola in the trailer, to the mailbox and to the pond and back...she sings in the trailer. She's cute.

Last night was the first Twilight Series race I was able to make since the rainout of the Williams Lake RR...I like Road Races. Why do I like that which hurts so much? This particular race was maybe the best B Pack race I've been a part of. The Chapman Lake Long Course of 33 miles in a fierce wind... Side wind almost forcing riders over the centerline...echeloning or trying to but the guy in front is riding the centerline...wind from the right...5 minutes into the race and SRV's Royce makes his 3rd attempted breakaway...this guy is rad...and a strong rider, so, I said what the heck and sprinted off after him determined to not look back...about 5 minutes after we had set into a lopsided(Royce heavy) dual pace line I finally looked back and saw nothing. They had let us go...I knew it was only for the time being...I'm not capable of holding off a pack for 25 odd miles mostly into cross and headwinds...Royce was not either as we both eventually got swallowed up by the pack.

I don't think there was anyone who didn't work hard today...the palouse rollers...the wind...then something happened that I really haven't seen in a B Pack race yet....5 dudes took off, Pat was one of them,...and they stayed off, except for one, Pat,...but then Pat joined the chase group which whittled down to about 12...so there was some serious selections in this little race! Everyone got a workout. The chase 1 group was hitting 40mph on the downwind stretch home trying to catch the 4 leaders..to no avail. I think Royce had made a total of 8 break attempts and succeeded 3 times.(that's good by the way) ..but eventually, together, the 12 of us with a charging Stephen Garvin, of the host club Baddlands(thank you!), sprinted in behind the leaders. Who knows how many were straggling in after us but I say yay for Tuesday nights! Maybe one of these times I will be a bit more strategic...maybe one day I will WIN! ...I mean take first place. It's been about 23 years since I won a race.

We've been missing Mark out there but life gets crazy...Pat and I have had some fun racing this season and I expect there will be more before the road cycling season bids it's early goodbye and we crackle off into the fall...but shit, It's not even summer yet. Let's GO!

I've been thinking about cycling lately.

Let's admit, things haven't exactly been sunshine and bubbles for the higher end of our athletic endeavor. Just this morning, two riders were busted for what appears to be the newest drugs, something like #24601 (wait, that's the Les Miserables prisoner number... drama teacher reference) or something like that...

I can hear the collective rumbling of sponsors, in the distance, running away.

Unless pharmaceutical companies pony up, things aren't exactly looking bright for the sport right now.

Until I rode last night's training race.

Now, I'm no math wizard, but I could swear I saw a good 40 riders in the B pack last night. Not to mention a good 25 plus for the C, and 15-20 for the A's. That's not bad for a Tuesday night. Not to mention the fact that I'm pretty sure an impressive junior won our race.

Hey, shut up. The kid was fast. And aggressive.

Add to that wonderment the concept that the Wednesday Night Mountain Bike Series last week debuted with over 150 riders. Not too shabby considering a $20 entry fee and $30 parking pass (for the whole year, that is).

My son, to add compliment to healing (get it?), is even racing tonight.

Life might just be perfect.

So, I guess my point is that maybe the pros aren't our solution. Maybe the good old grass roots, get together and bust your ass, finish with a beer kind of racing is where it's at. Cycling is about having fun, coughing up a lung, and sharing stories about it. It's not about drug #59838592301 or any jackhole who takes it.

Let's just keep our races going, support the clubs and shops who put them on, and keep attacking.

Now if I could just get everyone to collectively agree to NEVER yell "hup hup" when someone attacks, that would be great.

I know, wishful thinking.

-Pat

Staring Down The Barrel Of Your Own Gun

Tuesday night again and a successful workout was had on a bike at Spokane County Raceway thanks to The Baddlands Cyling Club and all who took part.

After last week it seemed like a handful of folks may have happened upon my fired up blog post "The More Things Change..." because tonight's race sure seemed faster and strung out a lot.

...of course that could have had a little to do with my kamikaze turbo click in and first lap hammer fest which turned into the River City Red's second lap mega pull and with a laps worth of "recovery" there was the team point sprint which I went for like I was on the Champs Elysees...only to get beat a few bike lengths before the line by a few other guys and then pretty much spend the rest of the race hanging onto the tail end of the pack... Sheesh...

Props to all who raced and raced hard...Teammate Pat pulled out a great sprint finish for 3rd after a valiant yet failed Starbucks prime lap flyer...good to see the old boy flying the flag at the finish... Strong showing by River City Red AND Vertical Earth...lots of red out there...Royce on SRV took a threatening flyer but today was a bit fast for anyone to get away on that course

Steve Garvin of Baddlands miraculous recovery and save from an unfortunate mishap on the final lap that left a few fellows with some road rash, a flat, and a broken derailleur..

I got caught up just outside of the fracas and pedaled the last half lap alone and across the line...

...what a difference a week makes! Things are changing in our B pack and the races will get better...Some fellows are bumping up to A Pack where I think they can race well if they get a little aggressive...meanwhile, the workouts continue...I'm wiped...thanks everyone...and thanks for reading...Williams Lake Wall next week huh? fun. fun? fun.. ;)

The More Things Change.....

...two weddings, three new babies, a few injuries and medical issues later...We are back.

Today I had a rough day. Wrestling with the starter on the '78 VW bus, chunks of skin off my knuckles and bald head...Wrestling with budgeting time... But, like Mondays in the fall have MNF, Tuesdays in Spring/Summer have The Twilight Series. My best workout of the week because riding on the windy North Idaho Prairies alone, is, boring. I'm on a time budget...it takes almost an hour to ride to Hayden Lake...Newman Lake...anywhere the better riding is...

Thank You Baddlands for keeping the Twilight flame alive! It helps me stay in shape the best way I know how,...competition.

The difference in the local peloton from 2010 until now is amazing. So many more racers! ..and the "B" pack is really huge...40-ish every week! Excellent! New teams, new faces, old teams, new kits, old guys, young guys, fast women... ;) Always good competition.

I also want to thank Baddlands for adopting a new rule for category placement. Because of this I was allowed to return to the "B" Pack from the "A" Pack. (Driving two hours RT and paying $15 to get dropped in the first 5 miles of any race other than SRP made my weekly workouts no fun, and eventually, I stopped coming...now, it's right, and fun again.

When you work for something there should be a feeling of pride. These are "Training races". I believe that they are designed to make the local peloton faster and us local amateur racers show better in the bigger weekend races both locally and regional...but most of all it's about health and fitness yeah? ...no pain no gain?

Well, What I saw in tonight's race was perfection. Let's say there were 30 in our pack?... I saw one guy in particular, chase down or take part in chasing down EVERY move, repeatedly detonate his heart and lungs, only to beat the other "series points leaders" in the final sprint after they magically appeared from their little safe spot somewhere in the back 3rd of the pack in the fins lap. I saw the one woman in the race attack at least 3 times and hold it..(sorry, Jess, it was mostly me who reeled you guys in on that first lap.)..but you rocked today.

For some reason the start confused a few folks, me included as I was a good 200 yards back when the pack started...caught them, wondered, asked "is this the B pack?" The answer was yes....then, where are most of the River City Red guys?? Well, they missed the start much worse than I...and even though I didn't see it, I must take my hat off to them for their TTT effort which brought them up to the pack eventually....Way to get an unexpected work out. I am POSITIVE this training race turned out for the better for all of you.(if any of you guys are reading, please allow me to suggest something? I have noticed a habit that runs through your ranks and that is to veer off of a pull at the front fast and wide...you do see the pros do it especially in cat and mouse tactics, and it's "cool" but personally, i think it's a bit risky in a pack of 4/5 racers? please consider smoothing out your line for safety reasons..I like to see new teams and I know you're all good fellows...just a request to take or leave)

I saw one of the "series points leaders" the only time I let myself drift to the back of the pack...I couldn't believe that he was barking out orders to the 25 guys in front of him and told him that maybe he should command his pack from a little farther up...I don't imagine that I influenced his immediate and brief visit to the front...but he DID go do SOMETHING for a few minutes. ;)

I saw Joe from VE make a few bold moves like he ALWAYS does....a guy named Bob from Baddlands threatened to hold off a couple attacks..one with Royce of SRV...Steve Garvin of Baddlands was right up there pulling and working(I wonder where these guys are in the "series points totals"?)

I saw the former Forza flag flying, Shaun from Bike Hub riding strong...

Forgive me as I don't know everyone, but I did see a consistent small group of racers at least up there near the front a lot...you know who you are and good job. Everyone stayed upright. A few close calls...but nobody is trying to cause a crash...

I had a rough day and I was a bit wound up...so, I did WAY more work than I ever thought I could. I almost single handedly reeled in several breaks...and I actually felt really good...even though my average HR was 190...Ya see, this is where I try to get better...faster...and I need to.

Everyone had their own view of this particular race...some had good days, some might have been feeling under the weather, some maybe intimidated, and some just learning the ropes..these are cat 4/5 races and old guys like me, 42, and older...I want to let everyone have their race, their "work out"

...but I tell you what, there was no one who deserved that win more than Two Wheeler Dealer's Jeff Yates...

If you want to be a guy that sits in the back of a training race until the last lap and then pounces in for the sprint and 2nd or 3rd place then be that guy...the girl in the race ain't gonna be that guy,..some people like to work hard because it brings a sense of pride...

I think I got about 15th place tonight...then again, there is a silent point system and those who are leading the silent point system category know who you are and so does everyone else. I'm proud of EVERYONE for showing up, however, and hopefully there will be more contribution from some who want to be a part of the whole race and not just the last lap or final 200m...this is the Twilight Series, really, it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game. ...if you can play the game well AND win? Now you're talking,...Mr Yates.

If you've read this far then, DAMN, amazing, thank you for the effort...I am long winded at times.

I look forward to racing with and meeting more of you...

Thanks for the work out!

if you're interested in what it looks like when I race my little white ass off at the front of the pack...

go here:

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/309511542

Later

Cris

Go To The Dinner Party Cris! She Loves You.

On Thu, Jun 2, 2011 at 10:55 AM, mr. cristopher Lucas wrote:

i rebelled against the "dinner party" and to prove a point that riding time is important to me(and release some angst) I set out from Forker Rd. i rode to the snowmobile parking lot of wicked Mt. Spokane...the road to the top was still snowed over so, i turned around and started my descent....that's when it started to rain....and then little sharp pieces of hail...and then black brake spray and then i wished i was at the "dinner party" or the Mtn Bike Race or my shower.


Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2011 11:00:12 -0700

you rode in that storm? Holy shit. I could barely drive in the aftermath. But let it be known, you will ride...rain, snow, sleet, snowmobile parking lot...you will ride. Did you make it home or did someone have to rescue you with a life raft?

On Thu, Jun 2, 2011 at 11:13 AM, mr. cristopher Lucas wrote:

i knew the possibilities of weather and it was perfect all the way up...warm too....just as i saw the snow on the road to the top it started....i had to stop twice and hide under trees and hide in the outhouse by the gate because the hail hurt so bad....in my times hiding i thought of calling someone or stabbing myself in the neck with a tire lever and how cold it would be when i started out again and how i almost wore my water proof booties and my shoes were fish tanks...then i rode as fast as i could see to stay warm through the run off valley and over the hill...almost stopped at the random bar but made it to my car and stripped naked and turned up the heat and drove home shaking, parked my car on my lawn, ran in and took a hot long shower and literally sat on my fire place till i went to sleep....then woke up early this morning and listed all of my bikes, tools, bike clothes and helmet, glasses, cycling magazines, third place ribbons, left over sport beans and tri flow on ebay.


Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2011 11:17:12

That sounds like a song. But I have not quite figured out the chorus.

Good think you parked at Inland Power...I thought you rode from home. Yikes.

I have descended that mountain in rain before...cold and wet...and it's miserable. When you stop, it almost makes it worse.

What's your ebay user name...I ma looking for a few things :)

WHY

WHY is it that I ALWAYS have something going on for race day?

WHY is it that I can't find training time?

WHY is it that when I do get on the bike, it is either raining or some other form of natural disaster?

WHY... um... WHY... I mean... why am I complaining about this?

Why don't I just get out and ride my bike? When I can? With my friends?

Why do I care about where I place?

Why do I care about the 60 Minutes interview?

Think I'll just go for a ride.

Anybody?

My Knees

My Knees
Somewhere beneath the incessantly whistling wind
Are These
Connectors of my hips and shins
So please
While rolling through the Palouse
Don't sneeze
Or you might miss them near the top of a hill
My knees

...inspired by the 2nd Annual Ronde Van Palouse
wonderful...i know