This is what happens when you hang out with a bunch of dudes for a long time. Your oatmeal starts to look like… umm, looks unlike food.
The race formerly called “US Pro” – and now called something like the “Triple Crown Commerce Bank Philadelphia Grand Prix” – was this past weekend. It was warm. I described it as toasty to someone, but I think it’s more like microwavy. You know how it gets after like 8 minutes of zapping some potatoes? Super hot and moist air (yes, I said moist)? Yup, it was like that… but hotter.
Anyway, I’m beginning to build a reputation for making the break in long races. My criteria is that the race has to be at least 130 miles. After notching up breakaways on the longest stages of ToCA and GA, I initiated today’s 4 hour breakaway. Mr. Daniel Ramsey made note of that in the break; very astute Dan. You get three gold stars. But on the 8th time up the wall we got caught and I wisely blew to pieces. Day over. Now now in Minneapolis for Nature Valley. Yea bikes.
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