Last weekend was my first time racing cyclocross on both Saturday and Sunday (and Caroline's first double weekend of support and pictures too). On Saturday I headed down to Mansfield HollowDam Connecticut, right outside of where I spent two summers interning as an engineer. I spent plenty of time riding my mountain bike around the dam, so I was excited to race my third cyclocross race around a familiar location. When I arrived I started to ride around and I heard a familiar voice yelling my name, I turned around and it was the one and only Peter Hurst, my college roommate and stupid fast bike racer. Pete and I enjoyed trying to annihilate each on the bike while on the U. of Michigan Cycling Team, whether it be on dirt or on the road, riding up a mountain or riding through the roads of Ann Arbor, we had some good times. I finished warming up, and went to the line in the Category 2,3,4 race.
Pete and I before the race
The race started and I jumped into the top 10, ripped a few corners, and bombed down a steep hill into a straight away, at which point it was time to start moving up. I got into the lead group, and after the first set of barriers and a couple of quick turns I was feeling pretty comfortable, however then came the sections of straight away power sections. Being a light mountain biker, I am much stronger on tight corners and quick accelerations, however when it comes to the flat power sections, I lose some time.
Jumping the barriers
With about 15 minutes to go I was sitting in 4th place, and I saw a monster named Pete on the attack. Pete is the type of guy I lose time to on the straight aways, and I knew that I would have to fly through the technical sections and try to keep him from keeping up on the straight aways.
Going hard out of a corner
With the final set of straight aways to go, I could see that Pete was coming up fast. I decided to step on it through the final turns, and as I was coming out of the last one I went down, and Pete came around me. I jumped on my bike as fast as possible, I managed to get back on his wheel, but the final 30s was a drag race, and Pete got the best of me! I finished in 5th place, and had a great time, however it was time to get back home and get ready for the race on Sunday.
This time Caroline and I were off to Simsbury, CT for the Stratton Brook Cross race. I managed to put in a nice warm up and ride about half of the course, and I found that with the plethora of turns and a 200 yard sand pit I had a good chance of doing well.
The gun went off and it was a sprint to the first set of barriers, which were important for what was coming up next! I got to experience my first pinwheel! A pinwheel is a circular obstacle in which you ride into a big spiral (thick of flushing a toilet) and when you get in the middle you turn around, and spiral back out! They are awesome to say the least! This is pictured below.
Pinwheel
After the spiral I was sitting in 2nd place, and when we got into a straight away a racer attacked from behind, I immediately jumped around the guy ahead of me and onto the attackers wheel, after a minute it was down to him and I. We rode together for the first 3 laps of 5, and when we got to the sand pit I had mentioned before, I put in an attack! (as seen below)
The winning move (nice picture Caroline)
I powered through the beach like sand, and kept up the pace through the next few sections, and when I turned around I had put a nice gap on the second place racer.
Flying Solo to the victory
I kept the pace high for the remaining laps and came across the line first, for my first cyclocross victory!
I enjoyed racing both Saturday and Sunday, and to finish in 5th one day and win the next I was really excited about how the races went. Caroline also had a good time, and took some great pictures, so we are looking forward to more double headers in the future.
1 comment:
How in the world did you get thru that sand?
Sounds like some great races, and with a support crew/photo journalist like Caroline how can you go wrong?
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