USGP ain’t no fucking joke, lemme tell ya. It’s the real deal.
The Eva Bandman Park and Cyclocross Venue, where USGP is held, is the same venue where CX Worlds 2013 will be. Be sure to refer to it as a “venue”. Joan Hanscom is very specific about that. She and her partner Bruce Fina are the two individuals responsible for bringing CX Worlds 2013 to Louisville. Joan is a bad ass. Calm, cool, and collected under even the worst circumstances.
I worked hard Saturday. First I killed my back loading boxes of Cliff stuff into a trailer. Then I rode my bike from registration, carrying shit to the announcers and officials. I ran all kinds of stuff – results, call up sheets, a very heavy bullhorn, bib #’s to an elite racer girl at the start (who must have forgot to put her bib# on?), and a battery for Joan’s radio. After the last race was finished, I set to work on changing the course for the next day. I was down in the dirt digging up roots and picking up debris and glass and shit.
By Saturday night, I was exhausted. And I had to race the next morning at 9:20am. My host Sherri and I had dinner and hung out for a while and then crashed.
The next morning we got there early to pre-ride. I crashed on the steep downhill (see video below at 1:18). I yanked my cleat out and ripped out a screw. Fucked. I hate not having Dominic at my races. I am totally dependent on him for everything mechanical. Someone directed me to the SRAM tent and I found some very nice mechanics who had me hooked up with a new screw in 5 minutes. Thanks Steven at SRAM.
As far as my race goes, I will just say I rode really well skill-wize but I placed hella shitty. I had my pity party and it’s over now.
The course was fun as shit. I loved the BMX pump right before the barriers, I got a little air once. No fear there. I loved the steep downhill and the run up that followed. I hated the downhill sand pit. I loved the Green Monster. I hated the sandy twisty turns that followed. I loved the BMX curvy side swoop thingie. I hated the 10 mile long sand pit (that’s an exaggeration, obviously).
After my race was over, I continued to work for a few more hours, running stuff back and forth on my bike again. It was a tough day.
Here are the elite women lining up. Georgia Gould (far left)won both days. The first day she won by over two and half minutes.
Can ya just taste the dust in your mouth? This was taken after the elite men rode this downhill sandpit. Everyone was wearing a layer of dirt.
Mark Legg-Compton raced in the Elite Masters and got 3rd. He proved once again to be a Drunk Cyclist when I handed him a Blue Moon and he says “Fuck yea”. I gave him the rest of my beer tickets I got for volunteering.
This was a favorite part of the course for me. It was super fast. There goes Jeremy Powers flying by.
Thanks to all the DC readers that gave a holler. It trips me out!by