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Prologue:
The race starts on a friday evening . It was a pleasant evening and very low key. The prologue was a short 5 K time trial. I heard it was uphill so I didn't bother to bring any aero equipment. Just the road bike. I saw some really nice bikes there, though. As it ended up, the aero equipment would have been nice and would have helped to shave time. It was not too steep and there was a slight cross breeze coming up behind you. The 'hill' was a 2% gradual incline that evolved into a 4-5% grade at the top. Just a constant suffering with no let up to the top. I rode with my power tap which helped me stay constant.
I got , I think the 3rd fastest time of the day coming in behind Susan Peithman, Queen of the indoor TT and who did really well at a similar event in the Nature Valley's Stage race. She won the pro-1.2 category and I got 2nd. Hank placed 3rd in the 45+
Road Race: 51 hilly miles. 3 laps , 17 miles each. beautiful sunny day. 85 degrees.
The Road race was LONG and Brutal. I won the first QOM hill and came out of the hill hard but I got caught right away. We had a great deal of counter attacks from mostly the cat 1, 2 women and a few cat 3's went at it. I stayed off the front but drilled the hills when I could.
The tail wind section is mostly flat, it turns into a 'roller coaster' of a street with about three good climbs on it. The finish line is just past the last hill which seems to sap the last bit of anaerobic power you have out of your legs. On the second lap I was stuck in the pack and could not climb the QOM hill the way I wanted. I did not position myself well in that situation. With a strict double yellow line ruling we had to adhere to and with such a large field bunching up, it made for difficult passing. We were riding rather slow to the hill , too.
I saw the winners of the QOM just stop pedalling at the top of the hill so I blasted thru totally hot at the top. I soared past them and they did not respond quickly and I took off in the cross wind and just made good seperation fast. I took the hills calmly so I wouldnt blow up..then powered it hard when I got to the flat sections.
Susan P., a long time friend in the peleton, told the girls to let me sit in the wind. They listened to her. Soon Susan jumped away then bridged up to me in the tail wind section. I saw her coming and knew it was her so I sat up just a little bit and gave her a little rest when she made contact. I was in my rythm at that point and holding onto my gap . Then we dove into the hilly section. A Get a Grip girl, Melanie, had taken a ride on Susan's wheel up to me. I foolishly didn't think she was anything to worry about. Besides, three is better than two in this situation. We still had nearly 3o miles to do. I kept up words of encouragement to keep going.
We started a rolling pace line. The pack seemed to be gaining on us but it was an optical illusion in the 'roller coaster' section. We drove on hill after hill and as we started the 3rd lap , the peleton dropped even further behind. We rolled thru the feed zone and that really cemented it for us . I got to the QOM and the Get a grip girl really went for it. I should have seen that I can't take her for granted. She was stronger than I thought.
We lost Susan after the second QOM when Melanie and me went at it. I thought I topped first but I am not sure. It was close. Susan soldiered on behind us and never got caught by the pack.
After a brief wait, I started drilling it. I was a bit scared the peleton would drive hard in the tail wind section so I wanted to keep my pace high. I took a corner hard and gapped the other rider in the last corner and ...should have gunned it there. I thought it was too early so I held back. She caught me quickly and we rode up the hills. We were nearly side by side every hill trying to make each other hurt. I saw she was taking the hills in her big chain ring. I figured I would have a better sprint if I used my small. Three hills, then the last one came up , huge and looming.
I made a big move on the last hill but it was matched equally by Melanie. I could not seperate her now. She was stubborn and wanted to win.
After the last hill, we were side by side. I jumped too early. She passed me at the line.
I talked to Hank after and realized that there were many other things I coulda should done.
The finish line is deceptively far away but I was also anxious to end the race. She came around behind me. Then she went hard to take the win. I just ran out of power and felt the win slip from my fingers.. .
It was frustrating looking back on that race. I really wish I just attacked somewhere in the last lap. Oh well. such is bike racing... My calves were hovering with pain about to cramp up on the last section. That feeling was with me till the last. I know it was from the hard effort because I was drinking plenty and had Elete.
I think it might have effected my end. But I tried to ignore the 'about to cramp' feeling.
No excuses! I lost for being stupid and ....She was strong and patient.
Melanie was a very gracious and a grateful winner.
I tried to not pout and flail and whine too much. :) haha.
Hank had a 30+ and 40+ race which he said was the 'Who's Who of the Midwest'. His race was attack after attack. He found passing impossible except when the pack strung out. He had to pass during high speed, just a few at a time. He tried to go with every attack he could. Many of the bigger teams were there. Proctor, Pyoc, Druber's team, Colavita, Met Life, Mack, Iowa teams and a team from California that I can't recall. Huge names and big legs. There were many TOP riders falling out of the race. It was a hot day and the race was in the heat of the day. In my own race many women cramped up and it was the same thing for the men. Hank seems to excel in long endurance events like road races. I keep telling him to do a stage race. I think he would rock.
Hank came across the line in 3rd. The announcers said that he won the Illinois jersey. He was so excited he could have pee'd his pants if he had any hydration left in him to do so. When we came up to collect his medal and jersey, we discovered that the winner of the entire race, D. Stone, was actually from Illinois. The officials had made an error and thought he was from Missouri. He was a long time resident of Illinois. Hank was dissappointed to say the least but very gracious and nodded his head. He said "well, its always something'. and laughed. The guy that won was one of the winningest men in the area , David Stone. (( But Hank later told me in private that if he found out the guy was lying he was going to break both his arms..ha!))
:).. j/k
Hank got second in the Illinois Championship RR> I got second in the RR, too>
The criterium.
Well. I had no intentions of winning at this point, just beating Susan, my dear friend. We were neck and neck in the Ominium and had I won yesterday, I would have lost the eye of the tiger to win ...maybe...I dont know. I was hungry to win something and a little frustrated about getting second the day before.
I wanted the Omnium too..... as much as I wished Susan could win, I wanted to win too.
PLus I have not won any races this season and just wanted to try to win SOMETHING.
Tricky to race with a friend for something you both want. We shook hands and said "good luck".
The race started with a memorial neutral lap for a fallen rider. A horrible tragedy had occurred in the women's cat 4 race the day before. A car had struck and killed a young woman. It was an accident and a very freakish accident at that. I do not know the details entirely but it was not anyone's 'fault' at all.
The XXX team was up front leading us as we rode around the course slowly. Susan and me rode side by side and said nothing. No one talked as we sadly remembered the young girl, Elizabeth Kobeszka, age 24 that was struck and killed by a car in the cat 4 RR Saturday.
I was very saddened and I do think this effected many riders today in the crits.
The race started in still silence, we lined up, no announcements made..... Just a short whistle burst.
Just hours before, The cat 4 field was smaller than usual and only 15 girls seemed to be ''racing''. It seemed to be two groups and the second group just disintegrated. One girl, Bri, from team Kenda that had witnessed the event dropped out of the race, unable to focus, and came up to talk to me and Hank. She told me her story and was sadly crying as she recalled the event. She had held the girl's hands while the ambulance was coming. My eyes are watering as I type this. It is truly a horrible tragedy. This will effect us all for a long time and she will be remembered even by those of us who did not know her well.
Well. I will continue with my blog of my race.
They combined the 1, 2 's with the 3's to make a larger peleton. LAST year they cut our race short by ten minutes because 'we were riding too slow' or were boring or something of that nature. WHATEVER.
about 15 minutes into the race, a woman jumped ....a cat 3 from Morris Trucking, broke away with nearly 30 minute to go. No one chased her at first. Then we realized she was not coming back. ((Susan called this later an 'apathy break')) The cat 1, 2's were not going to chase and the cat 3's were not working together. This is where having a good team helps.
Once we saw she was away, I was getting ready to jump just as Susan attacked. I went after her. I caught her after the hill after a huge effort to connect to her wheel. I forced myself ahead of her to keep her momentum up and to give her a tiny rest. She came around only a few seconds later and we worked together. Then a Mack rider came up to us. She could not help us and it got a bit confusing in the corners. "We're caught' the Mack rider said. I looked back and heard Hank's voice scream "attack!' SO I buried it in the corner and attacked. I got away just as the group made contact and sat up. It was a good place to get away as there were still 4 corners to navigate.
I didn't think about the pack behind me but looked ahead at the cat 3 rider in front of me. I chased as hard as I could. The pack was close behind me for a while. I kept my eye on the target and kept hammering hard. Finally behind me, XXX, the largest team contingency there, moved to the front. They were after the cat 3 girl and Hank said they were all up front working and hammering hard behind me. My head was in a good place but my legs were not at my best. I never caught the girl up ahead , Kelli, I got as close as 8 seconds but then I started to fade a bit. I got away from the peleton and stayed away. The announcer kept saying I looked tired. I could hear him telling the group that they were gaining on me. I was pretty angry and annoyed with him. I have never heard such drivel coming out of someone's mouth before. It only made me dig deeper. I let that anger fuel my legs and I went even harder. There was a lot of emotion in me from the weekend and I put it all in my legs. I think last year that the same announcer had declared that 'that grass grew faster than the women raced". or maybe that was the Wisconsin State Championships. I get them confused. GRRR
When I hit lap 1 to go, after 20 minutes of TT, I had a burst of energy and did it as best I could. I crossed the line and couldnt believe I did it. I took the win for the pro,1,2. ((second in the combined bunch to the cat 3 over all).
Susan broke away with 2 laps to go and held her position and took 2nd.
My first win of the season.
The Illnois State Criterium Championship. and the Omnium.
Hank's race was not his best. His was very fast and strung out often. He hung in there well and I saw his last lap. He was lined up in the front beautifully positioned. But he got nipped in a corner when someone swerved into him.
He placed 20th and just rode in. He thinks that the excitement of doing so well the day before took away his adreniline and his "eye of the tiger' .
I told him it does help to race 'hungry'.
NOTE: I have finally been able to insert the editted parts I took out. BK's fall had effected me very much. It is christmas and I want BK to be remembered by myself and others. It is her due.