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Green Mountain Stage Race, Sugarbush Mad River Road Race

9.14.05 So, day three (stage two) of the GMSR featured the empty results post from the previous day, some harsh DQs (while we were still neutral), a protest (sit-in style!),  and a one hundred and three mile road race that included climbs over three mountain passes. word. I made it to the second pass without incident, where, in the feed zone, I was dropped. I rode the remainder of the race by my self, in between the main field and a group of about thirty that dropped off at the first pass. I missed both my feeds and thank god Dave spotted me and chucked a brother a solid! else I would have been so ouchie. My leg started to cramp bad within the last 3 kilometers, which happens to be on that last mountain pass. I breathed like I was involved in the act of sex and got through it, finishing 80th. As pathetic as that sounds, I was psyched. I didn't budge on GC and I finished after riding alone half the day. Back at Jake's, Patrick and I polished off two bottles of wine and surfed myspace until we passed out. feat. The Books and Tabula Rasa

Green Mountain Stage Race, Sugarbush Chamber Circuit Race

9.11.05 The Circuit race was insane. The entire field was more or less well  over the yellow line all day. Some guys were flipping out,  some guys just seemed to be over the yellow the whole time. During the race  I caught a peek at the motorcycle officials notepad and saw three columns of racer's numbers. Then there was a crash within a few hundred meters of the half way sprint. After that no one bothered with the yellow line, and the race official car drove in the left (oncoming) lane, behind the field, which was also traveling in the left lane, and honked the horn. This lasted for the last twenty minutes of the race. And when we passed the five kilometer sign, the field went curb to curb, full road, all the way to the finish. I coasted those last five on the tops of my handle bars, last wheel, next to the flipping out official car, which was an S4 and actually really nasty. Back in Burlington we strolled around the crit course and chowed on Church St.. Thanks Liz for the shots of the field. feat. The Books and Porcupine Tree

Green Mountain Stage Race, Egan's Big World Prologue

9.10.05 The muthufukin Green Mountain Stage Race, probably my last road competition this year and just about the hardest race on the calendar, mostly because of the course. Check out the stages.
I always have a blast at this race, even though I have never done very well here. Vermont is so beautiful just before Fall, the whole state feels like it's filled with competitive cyclists and college girls. Nobody fakes it 'cause the race is so fucking hard, and at the tail end of most peoples season. Everyone seems to be relaxed and enjoying themselves. This year's GMSR on the other hand, was a soap opera (more on that later), except the prologue, which mostly went as expected and without event. I finished 78th which was encouraging, believe it or not. I didn't even know where I was going to stay until the day before the race. Patrick came through BIG TIME and hooked me up with his team mate Jake (with the shirt), and we three and Jake's sister Liz hung out all weekend. feat. Porcupine Tree

baby shoes

9.7.05 all day I dream about (baby) showers.  For Diane and Johs. There's bike racing in there somewhere. feat. Basement Jaxx

you're a Hobo

9.7.05 I mean I'm a hobo.

Blount Seafood Fall River Criterium

9.6.05 It was so hot in Fall River that day. You can see the haze. It was like racing a paved Cyclocross race. I made it to (I think) seven laps to go. There was a prime for some sunglasses and I positioned myself to go for them. I picked the wrong wheel and missed out, and it took the steam out of me. Just as I was picking my self back up I looked behind me to see the break and the lead car coming up on me. I spaced out on Crit. rules and, thinking I was going to get pulled, DNFed. Feat Zappa doing Cash

from VT with love

9.4.05 Right now I'm in Vermont, resting after the third day of the Green Mountain Stage Race. So much drama!
I can feel the fall coming with a quickness. There are some leaves changing here and there already. Today I raced a little over a hundred miles, an experience not easily compared to anything. Tomorrow I race for about an hour in down town Burlington, so my dinner tonight has been wine, smart water, cold pizza, chips and hummus. Patrick just went to the corner to get us cookies. I love Crits, and tomorrow's is, as far as I'm concerned, the hardest one on the New England calender. I can't wait. Racing on the road slowly trickles to a close after this race, and I'm sorry to see it go. But I'm glad to get going with some Cyclocross, and I know that goes for a lot of you out there. I'll be posting video from Fall River in a few, and then GMSR. And unless I do Topsfield or Portsmouth, 'Cross will be the order of the day. But for now I'm feet in the air and wine until sleep.

Silver City Flyer

8.30.05 Frank doesn't even really race anymore. When he has time on the weekends he comes out with his brother and wins 10,000 dollar crits and local state championships. Thanks Lauren for race video. feat. Faith No More.

Concord Criterium, Wells Ave

8.26.05 I love the Crit in Concord. Mike Jones showed up and everyone watched him attack and win. I love a guy who can win when the whole field is waiting for his move. Aaron Malloy is NH State Crit. Champ! I love that guy. Stan Jurga got 8th in his first race as a 2. And he gave me a ride there and back. Cambridge 1 for dinner, and Wells Ave for breakfast. feat. Fishbone

The 10th Annual MRC Sterling Classic Road Race part Two

8.25.05 Sterling part Two. Alec said "Just like being a 3 again." And it was. Maybe I won't say more about that. I raced like a 3 anyway, and finished almost last. Thanks Karin for the ride, the shots and the feed zone feed. feat Lynx