(still catching up..)
Early Bird Crit #2 (Jan 12th, 2014):
Long story short, team mate got in the early break, I marked everything that tried to bridge - so much so that a guy brake-checked me after getting tired of my “antics”!! But of course it takes more than that to crash this no name cat 2 out..
Unfortunately my guy rode himself out of the break with 2 laps to go… not good! So my blocking/marking turns in to chasing.. ugh. Too late to really bring them back, but we came close.. if only we had a few more laps.
Came in about last out of the ~35 or so that showed up. Just gonna chalk that one up to making friends, and training I guess.
Early Bird Crit #3 (Jan 19th, 2014)
There was some silly “football” game going on, so turnout was tiny.. like 15? Embarrassing! Had my eye on the guy that had won otf last week, so I marked him. Eventually he went right when we caught a break, I went with him.
With 30 minutes to go in the 60 minute race, there were four of us - and we worked really well together. This was the smoothest break I’ve ever been in! It actually felt relatively easy..
Eventually one more kid bridged up, now we were 5.
It’s always hard to tell if guys are really tired, or if they’re faking it. Kid that bridged is skipping pulls. I started giving him looks and making it clear he needs to pull! He looks tired and says just one more rotation and I’ll pull. Ok.
So with two laps to go, I attack the break from the back, just to see who would come with. Of course everyone that looked tired before is all of a sudden feeling snappy and on my wheel! Funny that.
Last lap and we’re all together. Sprinter kid goes hard out of the 3rd corner, I go with. He pauses, I pause too - thinking we’d dropped everyone else.. nope. Winner guy (from last week!) comes by us fast, too fast. 2nd. Damn.
(catching up on some races from the last few weeks)
Early Bird Crit #1 (Jan 5th, 2014):
Turnout for the 1/2/3’s race was decent. No wait, it sucked - only 22 riders! Even in Norcal, early January can be too early to race for some I guess..
Attacks went off, but came back. Not as windy as usual, but nonetheless nothing stuck. I went off with a few but they were all for not. With 2 laps to go, a strong guy I’d been watching went hard, so I bridged.
We worked well together and nobody in the pack chased, or if they didn’t it wasn’t hard enough to bring us back.
We turned from allies to foes on the last lap, knowing we’d keep the field at bay and the winner was gonna be one of us. Let the games begin.
My breakmate/frenemy attacked me on the backside of the course while I was pulling - at this point it’s a legit move, and one I needed to respond to. I clawed my way back on to his wheel, and sat on it.
Still sitting on his wheel coming into the 3rd turn, still sitting pretty coming around the last sweeper, with roughly 300m to go. He slowed down, wanting me to go first, but of course I wanted to wait until the last second to go.
He went as soon as he heard me shift down getting ready to launch my sprint, and though he got a gap I closed it and started coming around.
It was a close call at the line, and since this isn’t an official race there’s no camera to judge the winner, just some eyeballs, I’m not really sure I won. But those eyeballs said he thought the guy on the outside got it, and that was me!
First “win” of the season in the bag, on to the next race..