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Mountain Bike Mike
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Oh to be 25 again...
soulchild
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Yes, 2000 was a good year!
rick81721
Lothar
So was 1983!
soulchild
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Mountain Bike Mike
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I don't think half of the active members on this site were alive in 1983. I was
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Haha - Look at Dapper Dan... Even then... Go ahead Lou!
rick81721
Lothar
Yeah check out those Italian leather shoes and perfectly tucked in t-shirt !
BigDB67
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I don't think half of the active members on this site were alive in 1983. I was
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I think I had the same shirt!
Pretty sure I had the same shirt, and there was definitely paneling like that somewhere in the house!
The Heckler
You bring new meaning to the term SUCK
Color game on point
The Heckler
You bring new meaning to the term SUCK
Many many many amazing words for this weekend.
Tyler and Chris M came down from the Valley for Whirlybird and Martycross. Endless laughing for the whole weekend.
Whirlybird
The new course prerode like crap. It seemed boring and unfeatured. Big long straightaways with a couple corners in between. If it weren't for the pinwheel I would say it could be a Grand Prix car racing track. The grass was super bumpy. Also, HIGH BARRIERS. (foreshadowing)
I tripped over the first set on my preride. Caught my toe on the first, dropped my bike on the second, and rolled out of it. NOTHING BROKE!
Anywayyyyyy GO!
I turn my front row start into 3rd wheel around the first bend which following the guys ahead of me almost took us off course blue angels style. Make it up to the straight away and decide it would be fun to take a pull. The next couple laps Pearl and I switched off a bit. A couple times over the second set of barriers before the woods I heard the sounds of kicked barriers. A couple of the guys in the lead group were as bad as me that day.
With two to go I think I started to put a small gap in. If not I was just on point not really looking for a wheel. With one to go I definitely had a solid gap formed. My legs felt great and I though I might have a chance to stay away. All I had to do is make it over that barrier.
Well. I didn't. I tripped on the second plank and dropped my bike, and rolled. I picked up my bike, and mounted but the chain was off the front. I managed to wrap it up pretty bad. Tim Wilis attacked the chase group and came by hitting my while I was fixing my chain. He dropped his chain and @pearl, Pino and Ryan(?) came around putting a big-ol gap on us. My race was over at that point and I didn't really care to kill myself for Sunday over 4th place so I let Tim around me shortly after and conceded to 5th. I didn't exactly stop racing and still tried to sprint Tim at the line but it was too bumpy and that dude is POWERFUL.
I crossed the line with the worst cramp in my side I've ever had. To the point I couldn't breath. Ouch.
Pearl won!! Good show homie!
Hit Chipotle with @pearl, @Dutch Frog, @soulchild, Ty, and Chris. Then drove home and had a chicken Arepa from one of the joints on Speedwell. First time in one of those latin restaurants in my neighborhood, shitz tiiigghhhhtttt, YO!
Whirlybird at the HS had a decent feel to it. The food vendor and team tents and leaky facet made for a few decent spots to chill at. The new course was actually a TON of fun at race pace. the few corners they had were all super high speed and flowey. The pin wheel is still stupid and has no business on a CX course. My biggest complaint of the day was there was no scene. Reg, the food and the podium were across campus. The course was pretty big and difficult to navigate by foot. No one really seemed to stick around at all. The race seems like its dying down a bit from years past. Granted it was competing with DCCX where dudes were throwing massive whips on that flyover.
Tyler and Chris M came down from the Valley for Whirlybird and Martycross. Endless laughing for the whole weekend.
Whirlybird
The new course prerode like crap. It seemed boring and unfeatured. Big long straightaways with a couple corners in between. If it weren't for the pinwheel I would say it could be a Grand Prix car racing track. The grass was super bumpy. Also, HIGH BARRIERS. (foreshadowing)
I tripped over the first set on my preride. Caught my toe on the first, dropped my bike on the second, and rolled out of it. NOTHING BROKE!
Anywayyyyyy GO!
I turn my front row start into 3rd wheel around the first bend which following the guys ahead of me almost took us off course blue angels style. Make it up to the straight away and decide it would be fun to take a pull. The next couple laps Pearl and I switched off a bit. A couple times over the second set of barriers before the woods I heard the sounds of kicked barriers. A couple of the guys in the lead group were as bad as me that day.
With two to go I think I started to put a small gap in. If not I was just on point not really looking for a wheel. With one to go I definitely had a solid gap formed. My legs felt great and I though I might have a chance to stay away. All I had to do is make it over that barrier.
Well. I didn't. I tripped on the second plank and dropped my bike, and rolled. I picked up my bike, and mounted but the chain was off the front. I managed to wrap it up pretty bad. Tim Wilis attacked the chase group and came by hitting my while I was fixing my chain. He dropped his chain and @pearl, Pino and Ryan(?) came around putting a big-ol gap on us. My race was over at that point and I didn't really care to kill myself for Sunday over 4th place so I let Tim around me shortly after and conceded to 5th. I didn't exactly stop racing and still tried to sprint Tim at the line but it was too bumpy and that dude is POWERFUL.
I crossed the line with the worst cramp in my side I've ever had. To the point I couldn't breath. Ouch.
Pearl won!! Good show homie!
Hit Chipotle with @pearl, @Dutch Frog, @soulchild, Ty, and Chris. Then drove home and had a chicken Arepa from one of the joints on Speedwell. First time in one of those latin restaurants in my neighborhood, shitz tiiigghhhhtttt, YO!
Whirlybird at the HS had a decent feel to it. The food vendor and team tents and leaky facet made for a few decent spots to chill at. The new course was actually a TON of fun at race pace. the few corners they had were all super high speed and flowey. The pin wheel is still stupid and has no business on a CX course. My biggest complaint of the day was there was no scene. Reg, the food and the podium were across campus. The course was pretty big and difficult to navigate by foot. No one really seemed to stick around at all. The race seems like its dying down a bit from years past. Granted it was competing with DCCX where dudes were throwing massive whips on that flyover.
The Heckler
You bring new meaning to the term SUCK
MARTYCROSS - Races 15, 16 & 17 - Chester, NJ
Going into last weekend I was predicted by the machines to win three races and finish DFL in one. After barrier- pocalypse 2015 the machine was unpleased, but still had me predicted to win two more the following day.
I woke up Sunday morning feeling pretty good. I had really wanted to make it to the venue at 9 to catch the first race and yell at @MadisonDan but I really couldnt rally myself to lug two bikes and my race bag downstairs on time. I hit longfellows for a sub, CVS for a gallon, and Jersey Boy for a bagel then drove up to the venue.
Since @Dutch Frog flatted he was in need of his front clincher which happened to be in my SS. With the rain overnight I decided to try jamming my disc tubular mud wheels into the frame. The back end spread easily accommodating the 135mm hub. I needed to remove my front rotor to clear the fork, but that was no issue with @Norm's tool kit. My next concern was all the glue on the side walls which turned out to be no real issue! Nice. 27.5 PSI F/R and it was riding like a dream! Almost.
Next issue, my saddle nosed up on me preriding, which was a known issue with that back dating back to SSCXWC Philly. I studder stepped my mounts then horked the post topper nuts as much as I could without snapping the bolt. IT HELD! I could now pedal seated. woot.
My first race would be the SS race at 1:45. Around 11 I tried to put down my whole sub but only managed half. My stomach was feeling pretty tender and didn't want anymore food. Damn. I also choked down all of the water I could with scratch. It was going to be a long 3 races and hydration was a concern. I had a bag of peanut M&M's for between races and a Gatorade.
The SS field was only 12 guys and we were set off a minute after the Masterz. We would get to chase @Norm and @Superfly100guy.
WHISTLE
I missed my pedal and watched zach just absolutely ride away. I got on my teammate Tyler's wheel and we spun down the hill. Ty is the SS specialist of the team. All SS all the time. He's currently ranked 4th in the Zanccannato SS Series, only 12 points down from 3rd.
The race goes mostly like this: I connect with Zach on one of the climbs and we ride together for a couple laps. I predicted we would try and kill each other this race and we basically did. The race would end up being only 5 laps which was a good thing because the noises I was making up those hills were alarming. I was counting down the climbs each lap which consisted of what I would call 3 efforts. I started to put a little space on Z-mang with 2 to go and attacked pretty hard. I stayed on the effort out of fear of being caught and held it to the line for first. My best Heisman over the line:
I went right to swap bikes, drink and eat. AND TO PEE. I got called to podium, stood around for a second then Eric said go to staging we will do it later. So I boogied over the the B race which was already staged. I jumped into my row and got boo'd "You missed your call up! To the back!" Ok fine, fair enough, though I did miss it because I was racing and trying to podium as per protocol.
Zach, Ty and I made up the sole guys in the last row of a field of about 35. At the whistle I put in an ok sprint but didnt gain too much around the outside. As normal the front of the race was gone. Lucky I was warmed up. I was at least 26 back down the switchbacks on lap 1:
My first lap was a bunch of passing but pretty limited by people in front of me. My second lap was my fastest of the day at 7:42 and I passed a LOT more people. Either lap 2 or 3 I caught Pearl and was told by a spectator I was in 7th. WOAH. and then the legs began to wither, and pearl rode away...
Over the rest of the race I was around @jShort, zach and nelson. I was yelling at nelson that he better attack and drop me. Come to think of it I was yelling a lot at everyone. Good things, or motivational things?
Last lap with Nelson we switched off a couple times. I attacked up the pavement climb and popped then we came back around. Going down the back field he said "you better sprint me!" I had already tapped out and decided I wouldn't contend him again. I had another hour ahead of me after all, but now I had to. Up the final climb I kicked it, came around got in 5 cranks and TOTALLY popped. I popped so hard I shifted into the granny gear and started laughing at myself. We were both kicked but stayed on it all the way to the line which was the most pain I had all day. 10th in race #2!
Again directly to water and M&M's then the line. Joe announces "Matt Tyler is staging for his 3rd race of the day!" and I think "What the hell is wrong with me?" At the whistle I kinda slow rolled off the back and give tried to stay out of the way. I dusted off myself and put my arms up through the S/F It wasn't long before I was all alone hat first lap. But something weird happened, I closed in on Andrew that last lap. I sprinted at the line and passed him! (Turns out he rolled a tire)
I had a smile the entire race. Every muscle in my body was cramping. I went fast when I could but was actually struggling to keep from cramping everywhere. My left arm might have been the worst of all things. I wasn't lapped until 30 minutes when the Murphy Bro's, Rodger and Willis finally came around. There were huge gaps and I gave everyone cheers and heckles for not lapping me sooner.
I finished down 2 laps at right around an hour. I did 17 laps totaling ~32 miles/2900' of elevation. (not including 2.5 warm up laps). I've never felt so cracked on a bike.
I won the triple crown against only myself. I didn't walk a single hill in 3 races and had a pretty damn good time.
I may be biased since I live up the street from Marty's but I think this race has a pretty awesome atmosphere.
The biggest news is LDBCX ended up sweeping the SS podium!!
After 3 hours of racing I stuck around for a couple hours of course tear down. The light got pretty amazing. I had to stop a few times to take in the view. That venue is pretty special this time of the year. No justice.
Going into last weekend I was predicted by the machines to win three races and finish DFL in one. After barrier- pocalypse 2015 the machine was unpleased, but still had me predicted to win two more the following day.
I woke up Sunday morning feeling pretty good. I had really wanted to make it to the venue at 9 to catch the first race and yell at @MadisonDan but I really couldnt rally myself to lug two bikes and my race bag downstairs on time. I hit longfellows for a sub, CVS for a gallon, and Jersey Boy for a bagel then drove up to the venue.
Since @Dutch Frog flatted he was in need of his front clincher which happened to be in my SS. With the rain overnight I decided to try jamming my disc tubular mud wheels into the frame. The back end spread easily accommodating the 135mm hub. I needed to remove my front rotor to clear the fork, but that was no issue with @Norm's tool kit. My next concern was all the glue on the side walls which turned out to be no real issue! Nice. 27.5 PSI F/R and it was riding like a dream! Almost.
Next issue, my saddle nosed up on me preriding, which was a known issue with that back dating back to SSCXWC Philly. I studder stepped my mounts then horked the post topper nuts as much as I could without snapping the bolt. IT HELD! I could now pedal seated. woot.
My first race would be the SS race at 1:45. Around 11 I tried to put down my whole sub but only managed half. My stomach was feeling pretty tender and didn't want anymore food. Damn. I also choked down all of the water I could with scratch. It was going to be a long 3 races and hydration was a concern. I had a bag of peanut M&M's for between races and a Gatorade.
The SS field was only 12 guys and we were set off a minute after the Masterz. We would get to chase @Norm and @Superfly100guy.
WHISTLE
I missed my pedal and watched zach just absolutely ride away. I got on my teammate Tyler's wheel and we spun down the hill. Ty is the SS specialist of the team. All SS all the time. He's currently ranked 4th in the Zanccannato SS Series, only 12 points down from 3rd.
The race goes mostly like this: I connect with Zach on one of the climbs and we ride together for a couple laps. I predicted we would try and kill each other this race and we basically did. The race would end up being only 5 laps which was a good thing because the noises I was making up those hills were alarming. I was counting down the climbs each lap which consisted of what I would call 3 efforts. I started to put a little space on Z-mang with 2 to go and attacked pretty hard. I stayed on the effort out of fear of being caught and held it to the line for first. My best Heisman over the line:
I went right to swap bikes, drink and eat. AND TO PEE. I got called to podium, stood around for a second then Eric said go to staging we will do it later. So I boogied over the the B race which was already staged. I jumped into my row and got boo'd "You missed your call up! To the back!" Ok fine, fair enough, though I did miss it because I was racing and trying to podium as per protocol.
Zach, Ty and I made up the sole guys in the last row of a field of about 35. At the whistle I put in an ok sprint but didnt gain too much around the outside. As normal the front of the race was gone. Lucky I was warmed up. I was at least 26 back down the switchbacks on lap 1:
My first lap was a bunch of passing but pretty limited by people in front of me. My second lap was my fastest of the day at 7:42 and I passed a LOT more people. Either lap 2 or 3 I caught Pearl and was told by a spectator I was in 7th. WOAH. and then the legs began to wither, and pearl rode away...
Over the rest of the race I was around @jShort, zach and nelson. I was yelling at nelson that he better attack and drop me. Come to think of it I was yelling a lot at everyone. Good things, or motivational things?
Last lap with Nelson we switched off a couple times. I attacked up the pavement climb and popped then we came back around. Going down the back field he said "you better sprint me!" I had already tapped out and decided I wouldn't contend him again. I had another hour ahead of me after all, but now I had to. Up the final climb I kicked it, came around got in 5 cranks and TOTALLY popped. I popped so hard I shifted into the granny gear and started laughing at myself. We were both kicked but stayed on it all the way to the line which was the most pain I had all day. 10th in race #2!
Again directly to water and M&M's then the line. Joe announces "Matt Tyler is staging for his 3rd race of the day!" and I think "What the hell is wrong with me?" At the whistle I kinda slow rolled off the back and give tried to stay out of the way. I dusted off myself and put my arms up through the S/F It wasn't long before I was all alone hat first lap. But something weird happened, I closed in on Andrew that last lap. I sprinted at the line and passed him! (Turns out he rolled a tire)
I had a smile the entire race. Every muscle in my body was cramping. I went fast when I could but was actually struggling to keep from cramping everywhere. My left arm might have been the worst of all things. I wasn't lapped until 30 minutes when the Murphy Bro's, Rodger and Willis finally came around. There were huge gaps and I gave everyone cheers and heckles for not lapping me sooner.
I finished down 2 laps at right around an hour. I did 17 laps totaling ~32 miles/2900' of elevation. (not including 2.5 warm up laps). I've never felt so cracked on a bike.
I won the triple crown against only myself. I didn't walk a single hill in 3 races and had a pretty damn good time.
I may be biased since I live up the street from Marty's but I think this race has a pretty awesome atmosphere.
The biggest news is LDBCX ended up sweeping the SS podium!!
After 3 hours of racing I stuck around for a couple hours of course tear down. The light got pretty amazing. I had to stop a few times to take in the view. That venue is pretty special this time of the year. No justice.
Well done sir.
Had to bounce mid way thru the B's race to head home. Impressive watching you and @Dutch Frog make up ground from the last row, AFTER the SS beating you put on each other.
Had to bounce mid way thru the B's race to head home. Impressive watching you and @Dutch Frog make up ground from the last row, AFTER the SS beating you put on each other.
Mountain Bike Mike
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