City Streets Criterium#1

               July has come and the City Streets Criterium Series has begun, so being young and poor, I volunteered. This worked out great, not only did volunteering allow me race for free but I met a lot of cool folks and had a blast setting up the course. For the last few years the Fort Collins city streets department has been allowing the guys from Pro Velo and Yougroupride.com to build a criterium circuit on their property, pretty cool industrial vibe going on...I liked it. The track was short only about half a mile long but consists of several turns ending with a 180 that lead to the start/finish.

                After setting up the course I marshaled one of the turns for the kids races and then headed off to get warmed up for my race....wait, wait, wait. Let me back it up a bit. A few weeks ago I sold my Corsa and bought a Cannondale Caad9 and built it up with some 9 speed Dura Ace and let me say, I'm a big fan. Since building it up I have yet to race it and I was super stoked to finally try it out!

                I got a few good laps in on the track before the start of my race and worked out what lines I wanted to take through the turns and then rolled up to take a place on the line.  Apart from a new bike this was also the first race I’ve been in in Colorado where I had some friends to the field, at the line I had my friends Malcolm, Mikheil and Paul in the field, I ate a peanut butter cup and a roctane and then we were off.

                Right off the start Paul, Mikheil, I and one other rider were up front and after about three laps we had made a small gap and stayed off the front for about two more laps. After falling back into the main field I sat in towards the rear of the group battling the yo-yo effect and soon I was dropped off the back. Now in my right place dangling off the end of the main field I got into a small group with only two other riders, we worked together taking pulls and kept the tempo high but we never regained contact with the rest of the peloton. With about ten minutes remaining in the race the I was finally lapped, first by the two riders who had made an attack and were now off the front and shortly after by the main field. 

                As the countdown of 5 laps to go started, they began pulling the lapped riders off the course, this allowed me to catch up with Malcolm, who had been dropped pretty early on in the race as well as watch the two leaders duke it out for the final two laps. So, in the end I finished a lap behind but I feel that I was riding well; perhaps I just should not have tried to get in a break away from the very start. Anyway, I had a lot of fun and plan on doing the rest of the series so; keep post this month for more race reports from the City Streets Criterium series in Fort Collins.

New belgium Short Track #4 (recap)

  So as most people who have discussed riding with me might know, I follow a "very" loose block training program...anyway, it worked out that I had a recovery week leading up to the final race at New Belgium. So with a weeks worth of fresh legs, wrestles legs Malcolm, Ashton and I once again loaded up and headed to Fort Collins for one more short track race.

Off the front?

  For the last weeks event Malcolm decided to enter the intermediate race with me, we arrived in just enough time to get registered and get in a short warm up which ended up being one of the shortest warm ups I've ever done and I don't this think I even got my hearth rate up above zone 3. I made my way to the side of the start line early and once again took a good place on the starting line when we were called onto the track, this week the field was a little smaller with only about 40 riders, the organizer gave us the rundown and we were off, into the first turn I was sitting in the top five and quickly moved my way up to the front. Coming to the end of the first lap I was off the front, but not far enough to be safe, I held my position until the end of the second lap when a rider on the e2 team came around me and made his attack. Another rider came up next to me and we chased together briefly before he too rode away from me just as we were approaching the start/finish going into the third lap.

 During the final lap a third rider passed me dropping me back to fourth position, I pushed big gears and hammered hard to try and make up distance I had lost, turning into the final straight away before the finish I was close to catching 3rd but lost him going through a couple of turns leading to the finish line, finished fourth place and Malcolm and I ended up making out like bandits with a large box of (slightly expired) gu's and about 13 New Belgium tall boys. For the final race of the evening Malcolm became super fan, getting down to his undies and cheering on riders with a megaphone, afterwards 400Smith threw a toco party, so with our new found stock

of brews Ashton, Malcolm and myself headed around the corner for a home made taco feast.

New Belgium short track series #3(recap)

Coming into the final turn of the 1st lap.

  I was feeling very tired and lethargic last Tuesday, still trying to recover from moving apartments and the polo tournament a couple of days before so Ashton and I went and met up with Malcolm at Crankenstein for coffee prior to heading over to the brewery, we quickly finished our drinks and made our way to the track. I went to the registration table, signed in and then got a brief warm up before heading over to wait for the end of the beginner mens race.
  At the start line there were 61 riders, I had managed to once again get a good place in the field and by the end of the first lap I was sitting in second position. I stayed up front until the end of the second lap when my brake jammed and I quickly began to slide back as I fumbled with my barrel adjuster trying to release my rear brake. Although my brake was definitely dragging I feel that I rode well and finished 13th.

  After the race was over and I was able to catch my breath, I realized the cable housing for my rear brake had become hung on the top tube cable stop and I could have remedied the problem by thumping the cable housing one good hard time...oh well. Anyway, now that Ashton and I are good and settled into our new place I should be able to get around to posting a more detailed race report after this weeks final short track race at New Belgium.     

Inaugural Polo at the Pasture, Cheyenne,Wyoming

  A little while ago Todd and Liz asked if I would play a polo tourney with them, there had been a considerable amount of time pass since the last time I had played in a tournament...or even picked up a mallet period, so I said yes. Well, like all things that I am unprepared the day came way too soon and I was unable to get any real practice in, but I figured 'oh well, it's a 1-day tourney, it's all for fun'.
  Saturday evening Ashton and I went to a graduation party in Fort Collins for our friend Cindy, Liz volunteered to watch Orson for us while we went out, that way when we got home we could make our way up to Wyoming. Me and Ashton did not end up making it back home to Greeley until around 11pm, so Todd, Liz and myself decided that it would be best if we waited 'til morning to drive to Cheyenne, so I packed my gear and we all turned in for the night.  
  The next morning we woke up around 6am, I ate a quick breakfast and then we got on the road. Driving north out of Greeley highway 85 will take you directly to Cheyenne, about 20 minutes out of town the landscape begins to change pretty dramatically, leaving the high plains of north Colorado and entering a sea of rolling hills and a couple of windmill covered mesa. the court was in a park on the south side of the city and we found it in no time.    
  The guys up in Cheyenne put on one top notch tourney, we arrived just as breakfast was being served.We made out way to the breakfast table and had our fill of coffee and breakfast burritos before heading over to the registration table. Like I said before the organization of this tournament was top notch, games started right on time and before we knew it our team was on deck.
  Our first game was against a Denver team called Killdozer, it was a close game but the put us into the losers bracket beating us 5-3. Once in the lower bracket we began to play much better, and won our next three games. Todd and I have played on several teams together at a few different tournaments and we usually seem to do best when we take an early loss and then work our way up through the losers bracket..and it worked for us in Cheyenne too. We played some tough games and we worked well together as a team given that we have been playing polo together longer than most. Finally we worked ourselves up to a game for 3rd place, this game pitted us against Bike Kwan Do featuring Kelly J. from south Florida and Tall George from Colorado springs. 
  Before our game we talked over a little team strategy and I volunteered to stay back and play defense and let Todd and Liz play forward and mid where they could run some of their plays that they had been working on. First off, I love playing goalie, I think I have more fun blocking shots that I do trying to make them and my strength as a road rider on the court makes it easy for me to take breakaways from the goal line. But like every polo game positions are not permanent and I did end up playing up the court a few times. On one such occurrence Liz was playing goalie and Tall George ended up sneaking a slow (lucky) shot behind her back wheel. I got back in goal and blocked several of Georges shots in succession but with a minute and a half to go he finally got one by me. I took the ball and ran it up the court with Liz, both of us took several shots but neither of us made any of them and the clock ran out with the score2-0. This put us out of the tournament, but all in all I would say that we had a good day finishing 4th, 3wins-2 loses

Team photo with Liz's free bike. Thanks Cheyenne!

  Once again Cheyenne did an awesome job hosting, all throughout the day they raffled off bike gear and around noon they brought in a seemingly endless amount of pizza! After awards were given out they raffled a complete ss bike and a Fleetvelo Scrabler frame set, Liz won the bike and George won the fame set! Needles to say I had a blast and definitely plan on coming back  for the second edition of Cheyennes polo in the pasture.

New Belgium Short Track #2

(Sorry for the delayed race coverage, Ashton and I moved, very unexpectedly.) 

Another Tuesday and another short track race, couldn't ask for anything more.

Malcolm"drag" racin'

I started my pre-race with a stop at Roma for a large order of lasagna and several liters of water. After lunch I headed over to pick  up Malcolm, I arrived as he was finishing up his costume for the race, we ate some homemade brownies and headed over to Fort Collins. We arrived at New Belgium as the women's race was about half way through, so I headed over to the Lee's Cyclery tent to get changed and ready to go.
  The ladies race ended and the beginner mens race rolled to the line, after the beginner field was was a good 60 seconds out on the course I got the o.k. from the organizer and headed out onto the track to get warmed up. The course was the exact same as the week before, except run in reverse and the one muddy section was now dry. I got about three warm up  laps in before I headed back to the Lee's tent to get a fresh bottle, down a gel and get ready for my race. As I made my way to the que for my race I was starting to feel a little nervous about the next half hour, at registration I put the roster at 33 riders and it looked as though more had come since then. As we took our places at the start line the organizer informed us that we were the largest field of the day with a total of 55 people...yeah, biggest field I've ever raced in at a mtb event.
  With the course being run in reverse, from the start it took an almost immediate left turn and headed into as set of steep off camber switchbacks. I took a good position on the start line and jumped onto third wheel as the lap started. Coming to the top of the second switch I slid out taking the turn, quickly jumping back onto my bike I was able to keep my position and kept hammering. About a minute or two into the race I noticed that I forgot to start my Garmin at the beginning of the race so I have no technical data or any nerdy stuff like that for this report...sorry. Near the half way point of lap#1 two riders came around hauling ass, I didn't react fast enough and in no time they were a gone, not chasing put me back to about 5th position, shortly after I wiped out coming through a very loose and gravely gravely corner, I stayed calm and got back on my bike but this crash allowed a couple other riders to make it around. During the next three laps I held a good pace but was still passed by a several more riders, I kept calm, held my tempo and finished 15th. After my race I got a chair massage and had a few beers, I watched the end of the single speed/open race,  went and picked up Ashton, then head to old town burgers with Malcolm and Chris and Mandy from Lee's.
  
   

New Belgium Short Track Series May 8th race # 1

  I'm going to start this one off by stating that since moving to Greeley I have not ridden a mountain bike... That being said after discussing a couple upcoming events with my friend Malcolm I decided to do a short track mtb race on the back portion of New Belgium Brewery's property. Tuesday afternoon I(very begrudgingly) put sealant tubes tubes in my mtb...yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I need to get Stans, but oh well. Anyway, Ashton and I loaded up the car, picked up Malcolm and headed to Fort Collins.
  By the time we arrived races were already well under way, so we quickly got to registration and then watched the end of the high school race. The organizers of the race were really on there 'A' game, races were starting and finishing right on schedule, the high schoolers finished and the beginner mens race rolled up to the start line. Ashton and I watched the start of the cat3(beginners) race and then I headed off to the car to put on my kit and get warmed up. I got in a decent warm up and headed to the start line, stopping on the way to say hi to my friends on the 400 Smith team. I got to the side of the start line where my race was in que only to realize I was about to go up against a very large field(for a mtb race) and so I worked my way up as close to the front as possible. The organizer called us out onto course to take our place at the start and I was able to move up several more positions during the shuffle to be in a decent starting spot. The organizer went over a few specifics of the race and then sent us off.
  The Course: 1.3mi.
This track was a lot of fun, It was mostly single track with three gravel jeep tracks(good for passing, or being passed), a couple sections of off camber switchbacks that made a loop with a large mound in the middle which the course climbed repeatedly before coming around to the start/finish.
http://connect.garmin.com/course/1195702
  Lap1: 6:40:00
The first lap was wicked fast but I managed to move my way up to fifth wheel and hold it for the remainder of the lap. Not getting there early proved to make the beginning of the race interesting for me, with no pre-ride I was a little sketchy on a couple of the the smaller more technical sections.
  Lap 2: 6:55:00
Coming around to the start of the second lap I was feeling good but was finding it a bit hard to breathe, the air was crisp and dry and for the most part the track was extremely dusty. About half way through the lap, approaching a small climb I realized that I was still in my big ring from the initial acceleration of the start, I decided it would be best to start spinning a higher cadence and shifted down. Coming through a couple of slick switches a rider in front of me slid out and I had to all but come to a stop to keep from going down as well, during this brief delay a couple of riders made it around me and I began chasing.
  Lap 3: 7:14:00
The third lap I really started feeling it, I decided to back off a bit and try to recover a little, focusing more on cornering and handling and less pushing a hard tempo. This allowed me to catch my breath a bit, but it also meant that a few more riders passed me during that time.
  Lap 4: 7:05:00
Going into the forth lap I knew recovery time was over and went right back to hammering. I kept the pace up the whole lap, no one passed me...but I didn't pass anyone either. I came around through the last corner and finished strong.
  After the race I found  Ashton, caught my breath and we headed to the beer garden for New Belgium tall-boys, we watched a bit of the expert race, said goodbye tour friends and headed out for dinner. The organizers were very quick to have results posted but because they didn't have the timing system up and running yet only the top group of riders were scored, but from my guesstimation and reports from both Ashton and Malcolm I finished somewhere between 12th & 15th in a field of roughly 30. I had a lot of fun and plan on doing the rest of the series so keep posted for more stories from New Belgium.

Ieal Market WFM Primal Boulder Crit Series 4/25/12

  Every Wednesday night in Boulder during April and May the Ideal Market and Primal put on a crit in a business park across from the IBM building and now having a couple road races under my legs, I decided that it was time to see how I would hold up against these Colorado racers in a criterium.
  Ashton and I drove down to Boulder Tuesday after noon where we stayed up in the mountains with our friends Todd and Liz and I got to take the Madone out for a little climbing. We arrived at their house just as they were getting off work, so I put on a kit jumped on a bike and descended the mountain so I could ride back up with them on their climb back home. From the base of the climb it is a twenty minute ride up to their house including a couple of nasty switchbacks one of which pitches up to 23%. As we approached their street Todd and Liz peeled off and I continued up the mountain. I proceeded to climb for another 40 minutes or so past Bald Mountain scenic area, up to the top of Big Horn Mountain, I reached about 8,500ft and turned around just before the descent to the town of Gold Hill. The climb was breathe taking and the decent back to Todd and Liz's was wicked fast, only taking me about 18 minutes to make it back to the house.
http://connect.garmin.com/course/1091233
  Tuesday evening I changed my Corsa back from its roubaix set-up to my standard road gear with lighter wheels/tires and an 11-23t cassette, Liz cooked us some amazing green curry and we ended the evening with an herbal tea out on the patio. Wednesday afternoon Ashton and I drove down into town, picked up our friends after they got off work and headed out to the race.
  We parked and I went and got registered and started to warm up, which I would have ended up getting plenty of anyway, we all lined up at the start line and the organizer informed us that we were waiting on the medics and that we were to take a neutral lap and then we would start the race, one lap quickly turned into four and finally the ref lined us up for the start. During all of the neutral laps the starting order got shuffled and they decided to send the woman's cat4 race off in front of us, we caught them in the first lap and as we passed we picked up a good number of them into our field.
  This being a criterium I employed my standard crit plan; stay in the top ten riders in the beginning, move into a safe position during the middle and then try to get as close as possible to the front without taking a pull at the end...and that's basically how it went. At about five laps to go my friend Eric on UNC cycling team moved to the front, I tried to get to his wheel to assist him if he wanted to try and make a move,  but another rider came along side me on the outside of the peloton closing my door to get out and I found myself trapped in the group. By 'three to go' I had moved up to fifth wheel and was feeling good, we came around to the first turn again and I got pushed back into the group and that's where I stayed until the end. The sprint started coming out of the third turn in the final lap and I finished a good twenty-some odd places back.
  All in all, I had a lot of fun the course was fast and the pavement was good, everybody there was real friendly and I will definitely be going back to Boulder for more rides and fast crits. 


   

Mead Roubaix Sunday, April 22nd 2012

  After Boulder Roubaix I spent the next two weeks riding in preparation for Mead. Although the riding in Greeley offers very little elevation change, there are a plethora of dirt and sandy gravel roads, so I spent as much of my time on the bike grinding out as many gravel miles as I could and doing hill repeats on the ridge running along the western side of town. I also decided to change my bike up a little for the event, I replaced my race wheels with my heavier training training wheels(Mavic CXP32) with a set of Origin8 armored tires and a 12-26t cassette instead of my regular 11-23t.
  I decided to take Saturday as an additional rest day so instead of riding I cleaned my bike, packed my gear for Mead and actually got to bed a little early. Sunday morning Ashton and I got up early for breakfast and I loaded the car as she got Orson up and ready to go for the day. Around 9a.m. we made the short drive over to Mead and parked at the elementary school, Orson and went to the playground and I picked up my number and got on the trainer.
  I got to the start line a little early and made small talk with some of the other riders while waiting for our race to start, the official called it and we started rolling for our neutral start out of downtown Mead. We hit the open road and the pace picked up a bit but nothing too demanding. Going into the first gravel section I was sitting somewhere in the top ten riders in an attempt to avoid the chaos of being caught in the back on a dirt road. The first dirt section came at a T in the road, the the only course marker at this junction was a single orange parking cone kinda at the corner...I'm not sure about you, but to me a single parking cone sitting at a corner does not give any sort of reference as to which route to take. Apparently I was not the only one who didn't understand this course maker, a couple of other riders thought it was a turn and wiped out in front of me, I swerved around them and continued grinding out the gravel. Unlike the Roubaix at Boulder where the dirt sections were hard packed and relatively smooth, this course the dirt sections were loose, sandy, covered with gravel and washboard sections scattered about.
  Riding through the first gravel section I began to loose position and slip to the back of the the main field
and then eventually off the back of the peloton. Once off the back, I made the turn onto the pavement solo, I was soon caught by one of the riders who went down earlier on the dirt road, we worked together taking short pulls trying to regain contact with the peloton, we picked up a couple of other riders who had fallen off the main field. Our small group worked together at a high pace until I was dropped once again, I rode solo for several minutes until I was caught by Davis Wilkey(who also went down in the wreck earlier) from the Black Sheep Jr. Cycling team. Davis asked if I wanted to work together and do what we could to pick off the stragglers from carnage, so that's just what we did and before we made it around to the start of the second lap we had picked off several other riders on the second gravel section.
  Going into the start of the second lap Davis and myself were still working well together taking good pulls and setting a decent pace. Approaching the gravel again I was taking a pull, the volunteers at the turn were all standing around and not directing riders and I missed the turn, I made a quick 180 and jumped back onto  Davis' wheel. We continued our second lap much in the same manner as our first, taking steady pulls and picking of those who were dropped of the back. Another paved road came and went and we were back onto the gravel in no time. Back in the dirt I couldn't seem to hang onto his wheel anymore and he rode away, about two or three miles later I came across David on the side of the road with a mechanical, he had dropped his chain and so I stopped and waited on him, we continued on together and started our third and final lap.
  At this point I'm not gonna lie, I was starting to wonder if I could hang with him for one more lap or if I were to be doomed to ride my last lap solo. Once through Mead again were back onto the dirt roads, at this point we added a third rider to our group and shortly after I was dropped. I knew I had to make an effort to get back onto a wheel, I got out of the saddle and hammered but by the time I got to the pavement they had already made it to the top of the first set of rollers and I new my fate was sealed. I did indeed finish my last lap solo. Rounding the corner headed south back into Mead I noticed two riders bearing down on me, I made up my mind that I would cross the line on my own and not be caught while doing so, I moved down into the drops and got on the rivet. I crossed the finish line, talked to Davis for a moment met up with Ashton, Orson, Todd and Liz(who rode up to watch the race) and the five of us made our way back to my car. We packed everything up said our goodbyes, Todd and Liz rode their bikes back to Boulder and we made the drive back to Greeley.
  Over all I would not say that I necessarily enjoyed Mead Roubaix as a race but I feel that it made me a stronger rider in the end, the course was hard and technical and I feel that my handling skills definitely helped me out in a couple of the loose sandy corners.

http://connect.garmin.com/course/1089147

Thanks for reading,
-Drew

Keep posted a summary of my first crit in Co. soon to come.  

    

Boulder Roubaix April, 7th 2012

  Friday evening April 6th Ashton and I made the drive down from Greeley for my first road race in Colorado, the 17th Boulder Roubaix, we got into Boulder around 8pm and stopped at the Idea"lly expensive" Market to get a few things for dinner and breakfast. The Ideal Market was hilarious, it was what you would get if you took Whole Foods, Fresh Market and your local hippie heath food shop and merged them into one dimly lit, unorganized, over priced, pets are welcome, and I'm sure shirts and shoes are optional, kinda grocery store. After acquiring our mineral water, pasta, breakfast and almond milk we headed up into the mountains to have dinner/stay the night with our friends Todd and Liz. We had a blast with Todderick and Lizington, it was cold and windy outside so we spent the evening indoors eating sausage (well, faux sausage for me) and hunting for "well hidden" Easter eggs.
  Me being the genies that I am, decided that I needed to work on my bike at 10pm the evening before a race, but I thought to myself...it's just a simple tire change, no problem, go for it...and besides the sealant in my rear tube had begun to congeal and put my rear wheel off balance. With that running through my mind I went to work, putting on a pair of take off Gator Skins and cleaning my drive train....It went something like this, wheel #1 changed tire, the bead proceeded to tear and blow out of the tire...awesome, one tire destroyed and one tube down the drain, good thing I had the original tire on hand. Wheel # 2, my main priority with my rear wheel was simply to get the nasty sealant tube out of it...This also turned into an ordeal, the bead on the new(used) tire held fine however, the tube that I replaced it with did not. I replaced the sealant tube with one of my used tubes that I had checked over, well I guess I didn't check it well enough, it didn't hold air ten minutes. Oh man, I was beginning to get stressed at this point, nine hours until my race starts and I'm fumbling around with tubes and tires instead of getting the rest that I should have been getting, that's when Todd saved the day with some fresh tubes. Wheels being finalized, I laid out my race kit for the morning and we all turned in for bed.
  I woke up early, ate my breakfast and enjoyed a little bit of the chilly mountain air out on the patio over looking the valley. I drove out to the race course only to find that getting to the parking area was a big traffic jam. I got parked and rode my bike up to registration, oh I felt like such a newb, I completely forgot to stop at an ATM and get out cash to rent a timing chip, luckily some one standing in line behind me spotted me the extra couple of bucks that I needed to rent my chip. Between the parking delay and the huge crowd at the registration table I just barely managed to get back to my car, get ready and work my way through the two races lining up behind mine. I got to the start line as the referees were finishing up scanning our chips. No warm up, and on the line literally three minutes before the start, now that's how I like to start a season.
  The race started and already I was in a bad place, at the back of a field of almost 80 riders, legs were tight and cold and the chilly morning air made every breath burn as my heart rate sky rocketed in response to the initial pace right off of the start line. I just kept thinking damn, we still have thirty five more miles and these guys are already killing it. CAT4 did two laps on a course of roughly 50%  hard packed dirt roads and 50% paved country roads, totaling 37 miles with about 1300 feet of climbing.
  The first lap was fast and I had to ride through a ditch on the side of the road to avoid a wreck in one of the corners but I held on to my position in the peloton until about 5k from the start/finish. Leading up to the 2nd dirt section of the lap there was a good false flat about a mile from the turn into the dirt, I started to loose ground and soon found myself alone and chasing. I held a good tempo and chased solo through the start/finish trying to regain contact with the main field before they hit the next paved section. As I passed the feed zone I could hear Ashton, Todd and Liz from the side of the road, hearing them there definitely helped moral and so I continued to chase on. I never regained contact and was about half way through my second lap when I was passed by the leaders of the age group racing behind mine and shortly after that, their chase group that followed. Behind them was a group of several riders comprised of both my race and now the one that had just passed me, I was able to hang on to this mixed group. As we came around to the final dirt section I was feeling good on the climbs and entering the last 200 meters was able to come around to the front of the group and finish solid and after 1:42 I finished in 47th place.
  All in all I felt good after my first race in Colorado, I was able to keep a good pace and the course was a  lot of fun, I feel that my handling skills are becoming one of my strengths and I need to work on my threshold and power output.

http://connect.garmin.com/course/1071763

Tales from Mead Roubaix and  the Boulder Crit series soon to come.

Take care and keep the rubber side down,
-Drew

Yeah, so...

   A few years back I decided decided to try my hand at bicycle racing, during those first two races I quickly became enamored with the sport and I learned that racing bicycles was gonna take a lot more than just showing up with a bike and a shiny spandex race kit.
   Since those humble beginnings I have fielded myself in a decent amount of races, both road and xc as well as a little cyclocross. Sometimes I can manage to keep myself in the peloton and a few times I have found myself on the podium, but for the most part I end up finishing somewhere off the back of my field riding in no-mans land.
  I have created this blog as place for me to archive my race reports, regardless of results, good or bad, epic or lame and whether I kill or get killed..it will all be here.

Coming soon:
A brief summary of my Boulder Roubaix 2012
&
Mead Roubaix 2012