I wrote a wrap-up of the cyclocross season last year and never got around to posting it. I pulled it out the other day and realized that in addition to a wrap-up it was a pretty good reminder of both how awesome the season was and what great people surround the sport. That said, it I think it belongs here however late.
Cross is a wrap. Going into the season, my goal was to race each of the CCC races. I managed to do that and add a race in Wisconsin. That comes up to 11 different days of racing and 13 individual races in the span of just under three months. It was a whole lot for a first season of racing bikes, and I am seriously whooped. Before old age takes it’s toll on my memory of the season, it’s time for a wrap up:
Thanks:
I have seen other people noting that it feels odd to offering thanks for support when you’re pack fodder all season. In fact, it’s us pack fodder that needs to be the most thankful — mostly for people putting up with us. To that end, I want to extend a deep thanks to both my family and friends. Allison came to nearly all the races, helped haul the bike stuff to and from the car, cheered for me, gave countless leg massages, cooked awesome recovery meals, went to go buy the Belgian recovery juice when I was napping after workouts and on and on. She was a partner in the truest sense of the word. El came to races and cheered, and there’s nothing like having your kid cheering you on when you’re out there hurting. My good friend’s Steve and Angela traveled seriously long distances to see races, put me up, and helped me build up a bike on short notice. Team K&B: you have my humble thanks.
Also a big ol’ thanks to all you awesome people I met over the season at the races. The Chi cross scene is full of some pretty damn cool people, and it was a pleasure of spending three months of Sunday’s hanging out with them. In particular I’d like to thank Devon Haskell and Aspen Gorry. They organized our Wednesday practices, provided a whole lot of expert advise, and cheered at the races. They also drove me and my stuff to the race on several occasions. Thank you guys, it was appreciated.
Bests of the season:
Without a doubt, my favorite race of the season was Lansing. This was mostly because of the fun competition with Patrick, but I think I actually enjoy the fast and flat grass courses. That said, I think the best course of the year was still probably St. Charles. I loved that course. The best overall race experience, though, was certainly my early season two day epic with Aspen, Devon and the Bagwells. It seems like a long time ago now, but two days of racing in the first cool days of fall with the trees in color is sheer heaven.
What I learned:
I learned a whole bunch, and most of it is mentioned in one place or another in the race reports from this season. Here’s the cliff notes, though:
1. Stand up. Out of each and every transition, you should be standing up. When you can no longer stand up, hammer from the saddle. When you can’t do that, you’d better be close to being finished. If not: train more.
2. Start hard. The first minute of the race is probably the most important so do it right. It’s so incredibly much harder to work up four places than it is to take those four places at the start.
3. Everybody hurts. Particularly after the first lap or two, if you find someone nearby you can be reasonably certain they are hurting just about as bad as you. At that point, he who can hurt more gets to drop he who can hurt less. Recovering from being dropped does cumulative damage. Hence, the game of drop or be dropped is born. Learning how to play this game is lots of fun.
That’s it friends. I’m already looking forward to Jackson Park next year.