Sorry, no flutes in this story. Just pitchers of margaritas and bloody marys, huge meals, and long days in the saddle. That is what training camp is to Ironclad in a nutshell. That and bonding, laughing, joking, suffering, snoring, farting, and all the rest.
Cyclocross is still in full swing, but while we’re there in limited capacity to have some fun and keep some fitness, our focus is firmly locked on the impending 2012 road season.
Our roster has grown with some key acquisitions on both the men’s and women’s side, and we look to add a few more in the coming months to round out some gaps. We hope to bring our aggressive brand of racing back in 2012 with some new faces, and all the old faces, having lost one single rider from the ’11 roster. Our elite teams are bolstered and ready to take on new challenges. Our lower category teams are bolstered as well and poised to move riders up through the ranks.
We’ve cobbled together our early season schedule, replete with the usual January team rides and a few new ones, and then our Spring camp is set as well. We’ll be in Pendleton in March, poaching some of the awesome cycle Pendleton routes, and hardening up the old threshing machine for the wet racing to come shortly thereafter. Good times. Really good times. Last year we had a dome home in Eugene. The year before we had Eva’s house in Kennewick, WA. The training mimicked the racing to come with the temps and precipitation, and the post-ride activity training also was honed.
after 250 miles in 2.5 days, some drinks are in order