The clock is closing in on midnight and I think I've got things more or less under control for tomorrow. The day started with a ride in the dark to meet the Giro Ride group. The turnout was surprisingly small, perhaps because of the 2-Person Time Trial scheduled for tomorrow morning. The air was warm and humid as we headed out down Hayne Boulevard, and by the time we were halfway to Paris Road the pace had already gotten fairly fast. Things stayed that way until we briefly slowed down at Chef Highway, but by the time we were a mile down the road we had a fast paceline going. I was skipping pulls now and then, but somehow ended up on Brett's wheel when he decided to put the hammer down for the final kilometer. I was going pretty much flat out just trying to stay in the draft. When we finally turned around I was surprised how few people were left in the group. The ride back was a lot slower, probably because much of it was straight into the rapidly growing headwind.
Riding, racing, and living (if you can call this a life) in New Orleans. "Bike racing is art. Art is driven by passion, by emotions, by unknown thoughts. The blood that pumps through my veins is stirred by emotion. It's the same for every athlete. And that's why we do this." - Chris Carmichael
Saturday, March 26, 2011
End of the Day
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