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Thanks, all. This was really great.
Editing, premiering the trailer, more cx practice, WWASH, fall Saturday spent working, and my brother's rally cross race followed by a Kill County show on Sunday.
My Week #75 (September 20 - 26) on Vimeo
For the first time all year, I made it on the Bacon Ride. Look how angry that power is.
It was potentially the last one of the year, so Lincoln and Omaha groups set out to meet at Platte for a bacon show-down. Gersib represented for the Lincoln crew, taking on Omaha's Rafal. This face indicates he won. 13 pieces of bacon, plus sausages, pancakes, biscuits and gravy, and who knows what else.
The MoPac east of Eagle looked just like the Pacific Northwest. It was misty, chilly, covered in leaves, and very pretty. Welcome, Fall!
This is a great, great video. So powerful. While finding veteran female cyclists would have been easy, finding those new to it makes encouraging others who haven't taken the plunge far more likely!
Housemate bike commute, Cuba, press-grabbing board meetings, cross practice, rainstorms, exploring the old fairgrounds, Monkey Wrench's grand opening, Liz's birthday, Sheclismo's first group ride, Ryan's new Fisticuff's test ride, football season opener, Wilderness trail maintenance, and singletrack at Branched Oak.
In addition to meals, in the last two days, the members of my house have made yogurt, cucumber lemonade, multiple varieties of hummus, gazpacho, dried apples, and more.
I think we've settled on an appropriate name for the house: Casa Bien Rica. Stop by for food sometime.
This morning, we had our first group ride. Though it was billed as a road ride, enough of us were into 'cross that we made a stop at Van Dorn Park to ride the course there.
After that, we hit a bit of gravel and then the road. Sydney did a fantastic job explaining exactly what we should be doing, where we should ride, what to do if we couldn't keep up, and how to work best with changes in wind direction.
Unlike some group rides I've been on with guys, where you're trying to figure out these techniques being shouted at you while you're riding and still trying to keep up, we'd stop on the side of the road to discuss. Here, Sydney found some pebbles to make a diagram of echelon formation and how the riders move.
Another cyclist passed by while we were doing this, asking if we needed any help. "Nope," we said, and "see you soon," we thought, knowing the speed we'd pick up if doing this properly.
There was a stretch along Roca Road where we were in a crosswind, constantly rotating, and I've never felt so good riding with others. We were flying, working together, communicating verbally and non-verbally -- as we pulled in to Roca, all with smiles on our faces, Sydney said she'd never seen a group pick things up this fast.
Though several people had to peel off earlier, Sydney, Kat, Liz and I went out through Bennett. Even though I've been doing this for a year and change now, I think I learned more today than in all that time combined. More importantly, I think I learned things I can retain, and I left with a fantastically positive feeling about it all.