It’s day 7 of racing for me and day 5 in a row. Surprisingly, I am holding up to it pretty well and am actually doing better each day, more or less.
Thursday
After a great result on Wed, it was a friend of mine’s turn on a very hard course in Humboldt Park, Milwaukee. The course had a 300 meter downhill into a hairpin, 120 degree turn to a 200 meter stair step up hill climb, 3 right turns and it repeats. If we ever wonder why we do short, hard repeats, this is it. The download showed 45 x 30 sec at 400w+ every 90 seconds. OUCH!
We were participating in the typical non-stop attacking and I was on the front drilling it to bring back a group and when the pace slowed and I saw a very strong pro go up the road, I yelled “Sean, Adam, that’s the move”, and Sean went with it. I worked my tail off to shut it down and keep anyone from getting across to it long enough for it to check out of Dodge.It was my turn to sit in for a while, but after it was established, I tried unsuccessfully to get another move up the road. This was where I made my mistake, I should have just sat in and waited for the sprint since 5th was on the line. Also, not being 7th on GC, no one was going to let me go. I finally realized this (too much caffeine that day didn’t help to have a cool head either) after doing way too much work and went to the back and let the field do the work.
The end result was Sean taking 2nd, me settling for 14th and Adam taking 18th. Not bad. We now had everything but a win, a 3rd, 7th, 8th, 9th or 10th for the week.
Friday
Friday, we awoke to rain. This was not heartening as Brewer’s Hill is one of my favorite courses, but it is sketchy with 2 down hills, lots of bumps, holes and waves in the concrete. It also has 2 climbs. J I went ahead and got on the trainer anyways and figured I’d just spin my legs out and call it an active recovery day. The Cat 4 field was crashing every lap in the cobbled corned which is never good for the nerves. I have learned to try not to pay attention to this kind of stuff and tune out everyone’s worry filled chatter if I am even thinking about racing. (Note: Avoid negativity prior to race time like the plague).
With 15 min to go until race time I decided to do a few laps around the course and check it out. It was still drizzling but everyone was lined up and when they said riders ready, I put on my glasses and said, “here we go!” I figured if it was bad in the Peloton I could always bail out and they weren’t giving refunds since there were no tornados! J
Typical of races ion the rain, we hit the gas from the gun to try and drop everyone and within 5 laps we had done just that and ended up with a group of about 15. About 5 laps later it was only 10 of us left. 5 more and it was the final selection of 8 of us with the field chasing. We’d hit the gas anytime we’d see them behind us and eventually they were gone. Once the free laps were done, one of the leaders flatted which was incredible bad luck for him, but helped our chances all the more.
Sean tried attacking with 3 to go to no avail and on the final lap, the pace went up and while lapping the rest of the field, the knuckle heads jumped into our group at the bottom of the climb and almost caused a crash as the sprint was beginning. We got around it safely although no less frustrated by the seeming lack of brain power by the officials. Unfortunately, I didn’t move up far enough, not giving the leaders the respect they deserved and I ended up 3rd. another great day in the saddle, having overcome rain and another tough race. We looked like we had finished Paris Roubaix with all of the grime we had on our bikes and bodies. Epic!
Saturday
Surprisingly, I am feeling pretty good, which is a first for me, but I must just be getting used to it at this point. By no means was I feeling “great”, as my legs felt like complete garbage in my warm up, but I felt calm and relaxed which can go a lot farther than good legs.
Today’s course had 9 turns and was very tight and technical. Usually not my strong suit, but today I got called to the line for my podium the day before and it gave me just the edge I needed to get to the front fro the gun and stay there. These kinds of races are much easier at the front than anywhere else in the Peloton, especially the back. I did it last year and dropped out because I couldn’t move up once the race started since I got pushed to the back.
Today was another day and I never left the top 10. We’d be going around 1 corner, while the tail of the field was going around a corner 6 corners back. I rode smart today, being tired and having learned a few lessons this week, giving away better finishes because I had done too much in the race. I simply sat in the front and let others pull me to the moves that went up the road. With 10 to go, they called a prime and I jumped o the last wheel of 5 guys who went for it with no intention of contesting the prime. This is one of my favorite ways to establish a break and when the prime was finished I yelled to the rest of the guys, “let’s go” and drilled it. Unfortunately, no one came with me, but I looked back, had a huge gap, put my head down and went.
Within 2 laps I had 30 seconds on the field and although dying, suddenly realized that I had a really good shot at winning this thing solo. The field seemed like they were going to let me go since I wasn’t a threat on GC anymore. With 7, 5 and 3 laps to go, they threw out $50 primes and I snagged them all. Unfortunately, they race leader and team Endeavor decided they wanted to win the race and with 2 to go, they brought me back. I was severely disappointed but sprinted as hard as I could when the field came by, jumped in 10th wheel and was positioned for a good finish in the sprint in spite of the fact that I was wasted. With ½ a lap to go, 3 guys went down in front of me and I had to come to a complete stop. I just punched it and went as hard as I could to the finish, ending up in 16th, and $170 richer for the day, a nice consolation prize. Another great day in the saddle.
John Gissal had the race of the year and nabbed 8th in a cat 3 field of 100 riders. The cat 3 races are 2.5 times as long as anywhere else, taking almost 2 hours. It was so hot that they had to feed during the crit and only 30 riders finished. It was impressive.
The legs are not so fresh today and neither is the mind, but we’re here and we’re going to finish the last day. 8 races in 9 days, unbelievable. Thank goodness for a rest week next week and I am dreaming of getting home to Deb and my own bed. To anyone who likes to race and travel, I highly recommend coming to Superweek. The racing is fast, the people are friendly, the courses are incredible and the pay outs are good. It’s a neat meeting place for cyclists from all over the country and there is a series for every category within the 3 weeks of racing. I have come for the last 4 years and as long as I am racing my bike, will probably come back every year.
Thanks for listening, I hope you enjoyed the reports. I apologize for any misspellings and grammatical errors, but at this point I am cross-eyed and too tired to edit, so forgive and please indulge me. J
All the best,
Jeb Stewart
Owner/Head Coach