CX season is officially half over as of Sunday. 6 weekends down, 6 to go. I’ve now started 5 races (on 4 weekends) and finished 3. I think I am starting to get it, at least a little bit, and I’ve learned a few things:
- Do more than 1 race a year. It only took me a decade and a half of lining up at the rate of 1 race per year, never to do very well nor return the following weekend, to finally discover the secret to cross racing. I have been missing out and it’s my own fault.
- Dance with who brung ya. In my case that is riding a single speed. It’s what I know. I just feel safer, more comfortable and faster on the SS than a geared bike. Anyone want a Fuji geared cross bike? Take it for as long as you like, size 58, it’s yours.
- It ain’t over til it’s over. You just never know how these things are going to shake out until the last seconds, maybe that’s what I’m finding so addictive about cross.
Sunday didn’t have quite as many lined up as Saturday but I’d say we still had 20+ on the line. I can’t believe how hard everyone takes it out on the first couple laps, maybe I need to work on that or just warm up for more than 2 minutes. I didn’t start to feel good until the bell lap.
At the start of the bell lap I was sitting in 5th and happy to be there. I had been riding behind Steve Wasmund most of the day and he had just passed Patrick Ramirez and then Wasmund crashed out. I somehow got my wheel in front of Ramirez’ at the finish.
Sager ended up with the W, no surprise there but I surprised myself with 3rd.
I’m addicted, the hooks are in deep.











































