A long awaited update of this section of the site is complete! Sincerest apologies for the delay, but a full team race roster is an incredibly intricate and dynamic thing. Placing 28 riders in as many as three races taking place simultaneously while factoring in each rider’s health, wellness, fitness, geographic location, personal camaraderie, and likely another half dozen other factors is easier said than done. As such, please don’t think I was holding out on you. It just so happens that no one really knows where they’re going until early July, at which point you can finally roll out the race calendar 2.0.
The 200 On 100 of July 2 was of course the finest way to spend 4th of July Eve Eve; namely, riding with friends, family, former teammates, and fans for nearly 12 hours arguably this country’s greenest state. I then immersed myself in a very serious mid-season break. That took me to Maine, or as those in the know tend to call it, Heaven on earth. Or Vacationland. I did everything one needs to do when soaking in the brief, recuperative reprieve from racing, although I did not have a lobster as I have done in years past. That’s more happenstance — or lack thereof — than me consciously avoiding lobster, though. In mildly related news, how freakin’ dangerous is the Tour this year? It took until yesterday, stage five, for me to watch my first bit of the Tour.
In fact on a crisp Maine morning, I got a text from a good friend in the cycling biz who frantically asked me, “Are you watching this S#i&?!”. The answer was no, but I think it was somewhere around that 70kph crash when he messaged me. You know where I was when he sent that? Right here on a beautiful a botanical garden tour. Nope, no crashes in sight.
Other quick pictures of zen are here…
…and here. And with my mid-season break now in the rearview mirror, I bid you adieu — it’s time to resume full gas training.