The Tuesday ride seems to be getting disturbingly predictable lately. I force myself out of bed in the dark, arriving at the levee a few moments before the ride rolls out. A couple of miles later it's still dark but someone attacks anyway. Today the instigator was Tim. I'd just taken a pull and was in the process of dropping back for some recovery. Woody was near the front and went with it right away, followed a moment later by Rob. The rest of the group, probably fifteen or so, didn't react very quickly, but the speed gradually started to increase. Soon there were just five or six taking pulls at the front. I figured Tim and Woody would be turning around at the Dip. The group kept the break in its sights, but there wasn't much of an effort to actually close the gap.
Once Tim and Woody turned back, the group quickly caught Rob. We still had a bit of a tailwind, though, so the speed remained pretty high. I was already thinking about the ride back into the wind, though.
Fortunately, the return trip was a bit more civilized. The only problem was when we had a strong crosswind. I spent a fair amount of time walking the tightrope on the left edge of the asphalt. It was actually easier when we had more of a direct headwind because at least you could get a draft without being among the front four riders.
Robin stopped by this afternoon with the awards for the non-cash classes from last weekend. He was supposed to make the awards for us, but there were some technical problems with the equipment and they weren't ready in time for the race. Now I'll need to mail them out. I only hope that most of the addresses on the entry forms are legible.
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