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Dan Action

Circle A Cyclocross

 

Double uP! October 30, 2007

Filed under: Racing, Cyclocross, Miscellaneous, I live rad. — danaction @ 10:12 am

Well, Last weekend Found me racing the bike again both days. Saturday, though, I switched it up a bit and raced at the alley-cat Bobby N. and others put on here in Providence. Despite the rain, or actually, because of the rain it was strangely warm out and I was glad I raced in shorts. The format was super fun; it was kind of an out -and-back type of race, or what transportation planners might call a “hub and spokes model”; who could resist the play on words? I had a great time riding with Adam St., Brian C., and Marty GH. Alley-cats to me are fun and not so much the competitive times, so I set a goal to be the first one to a specific point and got it. Maybe it’s me getting older or something, but I ride pretty cautiously in these things now-a-days. I don’t see the need to drill it through red lights, stop signs, and what treacherous situations that might arise for a pair of socks and bragging rights. Much like a prime in a cat. 4 crit, it just isn’t worth the effort. Hannah had a smart plan and won the women’s division and second overall. Everyone did a fantastic job on setting this event up and super props for making a race fun for anyone on a bike to enjoy and rack up points. Photos here.Alley-Cat style

Sunday saw me and Hannah on the commuter rail to Canton MA. for the Canton Cup ‘cross race. Hannah was feeling pretty ambiguous about racing it but followed through great. I was pretty pumped about the race, though still unable to get my game face on for real. See, last year I did this race. It was the first time I ventured out of the 2,3 races and into the elites. Incidentally, for those of you that don’t know me and my ‘cross racing history, last year was my first year racing cyclocross. I had put in a decent season up to Canton ‘06 so I figured I should get a little taste of what a local Elite race was like. I felt good about my finish that day, rolling in at 25th or 26th.

This season thus far, though, every indication I have tells me that I’m riding twice a well as I was last year. As there is no physical way I can prove this, I figured if I could at least halve my previous result at Canton, I was more or less right. The start of the race was decent, I was being pulled up the hill at a pretty good clip. This was one race where I did not really want the hole shot, since the first couple hundred yards held a quick hill to climb. Soon enough we were on the dirt and going into the field. A lot of unnecessary braking was going on in the corners, but I found a few places to get through. I ended up in a pretty good group for most of the rest of the race. For a while I was on Frank Mc Cormack’s wheel and watched him use up a couple of people at the front of our group and after they died off, take off. With three to go, I was with Brendan from ME, Adam Sulls, and a Bikeman guy. we worked pretty good together, but Brendan had a teammate one position up from our group, so was more than content sitting in. When we got two to go, I realized I didn’t want to be in an uphill sprint with three other folks, and got a gap after the first barriers and gassed it, opening up a small gap. I used the advantage of going through the turns alone well and still had my gap at the short barriers, which I rode. Every time. But then, heading up to the back section before the run up we were all together again. I sat in with them again through the last lap, but I was feeling pretty gassed. The last set of barriers found me on Brendan’s wheel, and third wheel over-all, but my attack drew a little more out of me for me to make a decent bid for our sprint. I ended up eleventh. To be honest, once someone had given us our placements as we passed them on the course somewhere, I knew I had my goal for the day surpassed. I did go on the attack a little, but Not in that desperate, driving way. A goal is a goal, so much the better for being able to put in a good effort this weekend. Thanks to the Cambridge Bike team for their unwavering support.

 
 

Rustic Connecticut Racing October 22, 2007

Filed under: Racing, Cyclocross, I live rad. — danaction @ 8:54 pm

Finance-wise right now, things are tough. It was with a good bit of disappointment that I had to bow out of the trip to the MAC opening races, especially after my suck-fest at Gloucester. I was looking forward to getting to spend some time with Molly C. down there. But money is tight as I am on the new pay schedule of every-other-week.

Down but not out, the races in Connecticut over the weekend seemed pretty inviting, if for no other reason, so many folks were going to race further south that there’d be more money spots open to a schlup like myself.

-Mansfield Hollow: What a course. Do you like to get on and off your bike? If you answered yes, This was the race for you. Two sand runs, one sharp run up, and two single barriers. For you non-bunny-hoppers, there was also a telephone pole across the course right before a descent. Also thrown into the mix was a fair amount of quick elevation changes, and a steep drop-in onto some single-track. Woof. It is no secret that by the time the race was a little over half done, I was tired. I made a couple of stupid mistakes like taking a turn way too hot and going through the tape, and mis-stepping the run-up and tripping over my bike subsequently landing on it in the process. Just things I might do when I get exhausted. I sure was. At the finish, I was, as usual, all alone, and maybe a little unsure of where I was actually finishing. I finished ninth, which I was more or less happy about, but I was one place out of the money. I had previously believed it was paying out ten deep, so my hopes were lit, then cruelly dashed. Finished one place back from John Bold. Free food all day long, and apple cider, a magic racing elixir. Nice job, Y’all.

- Southington ‘cross: If I planned better, by that I mean, had I looked at a map, I would have noticed that the two races last weekend were extremely close together. Both were just a little ways away from my Mom’s house in Farmington. I would have planned on staying there, thus eliminating a lot of time sitting in a car while at the same time, getting some Q.T. in with Moms. Anyway, I had raced this race the year previous and really liked it. It seemed to favor a lot of what I got on the bike. Some interesting course changes, lots of turns, some sand, a super slide, stuff like that. This race marks the first time I actually worked with someone else for an extended time in a ‘cross race. It started as a foursome, but me and Adam Sullivan took turns pulling and shed that down to only the two of us for the rest of the race. I was feeling good, but not overly competitive, it was hot, and you may or may not know that the only kit I have is mostly wool. My only solace the entire race was to ride in the water a little bit at the first sand section to cool off. Adam eventually took me at the finish for sixth and left me to seventh place for the day. Not too bad since I was still in the money, which I dearly needed ’cause I broke the bank a little to pay for the race. Not to mention that I learned a lot from the whole experience. Payout for seventh was $15. Kind of insulting, if you ask me. No payout should be less than your entrance fee. I’m not directing this at the promoters per se, just at racing in general. The cost of racing only increases as your ambition in the sport grows. Payouts should reflect that. Nowhere is it more prevalent than in the women’s field. Regardless of field size, an Elite race is an Elite race. The folks who come out to compete and aspire to race at the top level of the sport deserve a purse larger, or at least equal to that of any amateur race. Men’s or women’s, it dosen’t matter. At the very least, it will give a bit more incentive for people to cat. up. The gumption women racers who trudged through the ranks have makes my ass look downright pampered comparatively. They’ve been stuck, almost as an afterthought, racing along with juniors or B masters, which brings about smaller fields given the limits are the same for a combined race as they are with any individual race. Then if one makes it through to the next level, the sheer discrepancy in purse per race would be enough to enrage Katha Pollitt. It’s truly crazy. Here’s to the Ladies.

Weekend Highlights: Apple Cider, excellent courses with a ton of thought and a little bit of cruelty in them, enthusiastic fans holding out dollar primes, foliage. Nice Job.    Photo by Paul Weiss.  PauWeiss.bz.com

Hopped up!!

 
 

G-ster

Filed under: Uncategorized — danaction @ 7:33 pm

Time is in short supply these days. I work in Boston, yet live in Providence, and race wherevers-ville on the weekends. So last friday I left the house here in RI. and went to work. After work I went over to the Cambridge bike team meeting to hang with those folks and to take the train to Gloucester for the so called “New England Worlds”. Let’s start out with first I missed dinner, then missed the train to G-ster. Me, Gwen and Nick M. drove up anyway Friday night since we had an offer extended to us so graciously by Mr. Casey Buckles to spend the weekend at he and his family’s place. I still went to bed a bit hungry and was non-plussed about my food situation in general, given that all I could bring with me for the weekend was what I could carry in my bag. After all the racing gear, there was not too much room for anything else.  That usually leaves me with the option of buying food,  which is a pretty severe strain on the wallet.  The Cambridge Bike posse was out in full force and it seemed like they had at least one or two people in every race that day save the masters’, them all being so young and what not. I should know because I watched every race both days. 9 a.m. till my race at three.  It was great to be able to set up camp during the day with all the Cambridge folks, and get to chat and  stuff, but I will say that watching every race and riding the course whenever it was open didn’t do much to keep my focus on my own race.

I started last wheel both days given my day-of registration, and gave it my best starts, but the course was less technical than anything I had raced on yet, even the same race last year, that I couldn’t keep my focus too well.  I guess I was really feeling the stress of the week or something because I definitely felt worse than I have at any other race this year.  The first day I got lapped right on the finishing straight of what was the leaders’ last lap.  I had no idea they were coming up on me. I had never been lapped before, and had I known how close they were, I would have put in a last concentrated effort to at least get past the line before they did. But no, I had a less than stellar race and finished in the exact middle of the field. 35th.  The next day I could’t really muster up much enthusiasm to race again, especially when I found out that the course hadn’t been changed at all.  I mean not one bit.  By the time I raced, the course might as well have been paved.  My start was lousy and under-geared, not to mention unmotivated and my ride at best felt like I was going through the motions. I was lapped just before the barriers on the leader’s bell lap again and finished 43rd, again the exact middle. Mediocrity flowed through my veins with extreme nonchalance.

Highlights:  Heidi & Coley’s Harborside shindig Saturday night.  Hanging with super fun folks, having a couple of laughs.

Cambridge Bicycles’ extended hospitality to me all weekend.

Hanging with Casey and watching inappropriate comedy shows.

Thanks everybody.