it was a good day

all the way around... on the bike and what not.

Today i raced two very good friends. And i beat them. Wasn't easy, and they were not having bad days...

Today I raced my bike, I had fun, I died a thousand deaths on the course, but hung on.  Brant was killing us when Wade wasn't. Huge thanks to Larocque for getting me and Brant through the scrubs and argy bargy. Watts=good.

This image captures today for me. Last two laps, I lead our group after i tail-gunned for 4 laps. Honestly for 4 laps I was hanging on for dear life.  Some dumb reason I went to the front.  It worked out and we rode through a group of 4 and I rode into my first Verge Points ever.  EVER! 5 of them to be exact.

Brant pointed it out as we were checking the results.

The rest of the day was spent scrambling to try and get Arley's bike going, hoping for a fix tomorrow.  But man.  It was good.

Soups came through with this shot.  Ol'TIMMEEEEEEE was parked with his camper on the corner.  Soups snapped this shot.  THIS was my race. These guys, Wade, Brant, today was bike racing at the best.  For me. The deer hunter rode off at a million miles an hour.  Piles of dudes DNF'd. And I managed to snag 5 vergre points, and beat everyone in my group.

Today was good.  Tomorrow is supposed to be cold. Oh boy.

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I should really write this up more, and I might. Suffice it to say, yes, Jeffrey B, take it as a positive race report. It was a f'n awesome day.

heddwch,
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