Looks like I blinked. Three more cross races in the books. Hot damn. Last weekend was a double up with the Dirt Club Cross race in Los Olivos Saturday and then Convert Cross in Ventura Sunday.
We packed the Prius with bikes and gear and kid and jackets for the 4 hours of driving in torrential rain to the venue. I was excited to have a truly muddy course. We don’t get that much in these parts. I was also a little nervous to have a truly muddy course. We don’t get that… right.
But it was not to be and soon after arriving, the clouds bowed to the pressure of sunny skies and the mud dried to perfect hero dirt by the start of my race. The turn out was a little low, maybe the rain scared a few off, which is a shame because the course was sweet.
Nonetheless, it was fun racing and I was feeling good to take the win. As I’m sure DJ Lancerock would say: “Racing bikes is… Awesome!”
Then it was time for my mini mechanic to clean the bikes for the next day.
Day two, Convert Cross. No rain but it was cooold in the shade. Musta been like 50, or something. Man, I love winter in SoCal, I’m so soft. A bigger turn out and another stellar course had me working hard, but man was I feeling good again! I love these late-season peaks.
I got a little frisky and tried jumping some stairs. Oops.. I swear other guys made it look easy.
It was a pretty strong field and I was spending a lot of time either trying to close gaps or looking over my shoulder. I love the desperation. Won again! Whoop whoop.
Then yesterday was the District Championships at the Turkey Trot race in Glendale. Another really good course with perfect dirt conditions and cool temps, my favorite.
My start was rad!
And we quickly had a group of 4 or 5 working hard and building a gap. I tried to race smart, taking some hard pulls but trying to conserve too. Man, I gotta do some homework with my barrier skills, though. It’s definitely a weak point for me. I’m as graceful as a drunk giraffe. I can fake it well enough if the right people are in the wrong place, but when it’s a strong group and everyone’s on the ball, well, I’ll leave it at that.
I attacked with two ta go and gapped off one rider but still had two other strong guys and we stayed together to the end. I got gapped at the barriers and couldn’t close it back down at the line – ended up second which was good enough for a silver medal at the California District Championships. Sweet!
On that note, this is my 3rd year racing cross, and first truly full season (broken arm season 1, MIA most of season 2) and man has it been fun. Fucking hard, but fun. Racing every weekend is a lot different than racing every other weekend. I feel like I am starting to get a little rhythm instead of just frantic desperation and I’m stoked to refine some mad skillz for next fall.
And to do that, I got a new coach who’s already showing how I can get faster:
What could go wrong?