Fishstix, Flameouts and Fun Pictures

What an amzing whirlwind of a weekend. lets set the mood for this one with a little Bad Religion, first. Just push play and the scroll down, the video is not that captivating(although neither is anything else here).



Okay, thats better. I like being in the company of old punks. Its good to have your peeps around. We'll dive into the race analysis momentarily but first tho, a quick thanks to
A Tallgirl for taking and lletting us use her pictures. That woman cant take even the slackest racer(me) and make them look goodish.
B The bc/tl for putting on a fine race and putting up with our constant mockery. If anyone ever read this site it would be different, but since its a large font inside joke amongst just us, we'll keep making fun of doo-wayne and the web-dood. Lets face it, outside of those sites where you can see the pedophiles in your neighborhood, doowaynes not getting a lot of play on the interwebs.
Now, on to making fun of all the peopple who are faster than I am, which would be most of you.

After negotiating our path out to J-Town in deepest nowhereville, we found the park was as rough and tumble as always, but you could see the man-hour that was spent making it more rideable. It ended up being a flowy course that was fast and pretty fun. The off camber was a great high speed clutch and the whoop de doo section leading into the hill was excellent.

I had a decent start by sucking the stickers off of Garneray's wheel and then settled in to my mid-pack pace. a crach in the early lapse(no, I meant to spell it that way) landed a course stake in my cassette. Heres a picture of me happily runnning the barriers just after.


And heres a nice shot of me after the early crash finally caused my wheel to literally come off. Half a lap left, shouldve finished on foot. Ahhh well. The good news was that the legs and lungs are back, although the race-brain hasnt switched itself on. That'll come. I was oddly at peace with the whole thing, having ridden hard and well, just tied up with crashes that slowed me down.


Since we didnt podium, Tallgirl got a nice shot of us on the grass.



The best part of this picture isnt the oddly disturbing smile, but the pissed off look on the rider behind doug. Maybe it was the pink helmet? Im just spitballin here.




The 513's came to party, and party they did as you can see here with Stierwalt and Garneree(im going to mis-spell it differently each time, I think)


Which worked out thusly.


Nice shot with Stierwalt and Griswald on the stairs.

this was Cat 4 open/childrens race win #3 for young Will Bain, I believe its because Debbie keeps bringing the cookies. Thats not some arcane cycling euphemism. His mom can make some cookies. They'll both end up in the ire of the Ohio Sandbagger blogger that called out McShane for "bagging(how you do that while racinig elites I dont get. did he turn down a pro contract we havent heard about?)


The cat 3's didnt fair too badly either, although all of us were embarassed by Seiler's refusal to put down his beer for the podium shot......

sigh. We try so hard, but......
Theres RayRay getting the hole shot. Yes racing he has game. Zack and I are workinig on the other part with him. Check out the face the bc/tl rider is making. that kinda says it all, no?


You see, its not that Butch is photogenic, but you cant not take these pictures. Like a crime scene, but really fast...and bigger than me...hmmm...I mentioned him being a handsome fellow? Okay, lets not mention this to him and hope he doesnt see it.



Webdood put up a rather humbling but addictive link where you can analyse your laps vs all the people that were faster than you. I noticed that even without finishing the race, I still scored some points, so what the hell right? check it out here.

Once again, the funniest thing I heard at the race goes to Rachael Fagerberg, our announceress, as she called the race and called out her husband Eric and his bike the
1. Homewrecker 5000
2. Doghouse 2010
He finished second and immediately dismounted into an apology.
I got into the spirit doing dolla dolla bill hand ups to Little Ring and heckling drjohn, and the other fast guys.
The battle in the elite masters race btw McShane and the guy who won(whos name we dare not speak, and dont really know) was a blast to watch. They were on the rivet and every other lame expression used to describe guys just hauling ass over a technical course. The spectation was fine as it comes.

We had to miss the final race on the card due to my 6 yr olds loss of interest. We're working hard on that. Maybe when he starts racing....hmmmmm.

2 other bits of good news to close with. First, multiple(20) time gold medal winner had this growth biopsied and was told that it could be surgically removed by unzipping his hoodie. Hes resting comfortably and family and friends are all relieved.'



Lastly, with the Iglehearts on the way(they're on the way, right?) the Salsa is about to metamorphosize..meta...fuck it..change into a single speed just in time for the fine folks at the OVCX to have made a SS Mini Series. I LOVE a Mini Series, like Roots, or Salems Lot!! I also really am looking forward to sucking at a whole new discipline of cycling.