The Ride to Phillips

After an oatmeal breakfast and a quick stop at Holiday, John, Chase, and I made our way east to Phillips. It’s sweet when the drive is only two hours and for once we made it to the venue early. We watched the sport riders take off…..makes you wonder if a future Floyd might be in hiding in the shadows of the field. After a long warm up and some stretching it was go time. Things started out well as I rolled third wheel into the first section of single track. Matter was off the front straightening corners with a slight lead for most of the lap. Mike, Seth, Tristan, and I bridged the gap on the second lap but no sooner had we caught Matter and the group shattered. There was no big attack just a slow and painful plummet into the lactic acid pool. On the third lap I was riding, as usual, behind the leaders and in front of the chase. I was getting time gaps the entire race….two minutes, one minute, thirty seconds. Rarely does it happen but Sunday I was getting faster as the race went on. In the swamp straight away I could see Seth so I pinned it up the finishing climbs and onto the road. I was close but no catch! Today I have a softball size knot in my lower back and the heat has drained me of all ambitions, so a rest day it will be.

Quote of the day:
“Do your homework, because you will never make money riding a bike.” – Greg LeMond’s high school history teacher

Good luck to all those 24/9 riders out there, you are braver than I!

World is your Playground,
Chad