Triumvirate

The anti-racing trifecta came to haunt the team today. Grey and wet laid backdrop to the trio of death: mechanicals, crashes, and flats. We’re also bitten by the forgotten 4th step brother to the aforementioned bugaboos – illness, having to leave some folks behind to nurse some sicknesses at home. The trifecta bug is indiscriminate and mostly cruel, and this day it took a large chunk of flesh out of the black and yellow hide. Such is bike racing, such is life.We pressed on and managed some good results among all the attendant hogwash. Tip of the cap for the day goes to the Men’s 3 team, with only 3 riders participating putting 2 of said 3 in the break of the day. That’s some tough riding.

There was one trip to to Hagg Lake, one big breakaway attempt, one stop at McMenamin’s, one trip to the ER, one crash, one flat, one mechanical, one assload of rain, one heroic effort, and one ton of  bicycle racing goodness for all.

broken glove, no broken bones

We left some skin out there on the road today, along with a few expletives. Much respect to all those who pinned the numbers on today and fought the good fight.

Hey, it may have been raining, but at least this time it wasn’t snow!