Shriver is cracked and smelling his Nutella because he can't find his spoon....
Summerhill ended up going forward and with 3 laps to go I started feeling the pain of the long flight and lack of hyrdration. On the last lap 5 dudes passed me....
I ended up 15th and was happy to blow the bad stuff out of my legs after not going hard since last Monday in Tucson.
It was good to attend a smaller race and see what local racing is all about in Belgium. This was not a part of the GVA or Super Prestige series and all the big guns were racing the World Cup in Milan. The not so big guns are pretty fast here too! I even earned a few euro's for the days effort.
Now it is time to rest up and start the mental prep for next weekend! I can't wait to get the USA skinsuit!
3 comments:
Kill it Bro. The bikes look pretty sweet.
Fools Best Recognize. 15 Euros! Sweet. That's like a billion pesos? Tear after it Brian.
Tear it up man, and how about donning that sweet Rocky Horror Picture Show outfit you had at the '04 WORS Banquet?
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