I hope you all buried the fun-meter this weekend. Yes, the resorts opened. Yes, at 8:30am on Sunday I began taking out MY ski shit and made it over for an hour of power.
But the real story is how much fun Saturdays Cyclocross Race was.
Bruno has better pics, but here’s the story.
Chris P (Endurance Cycle Service) and I roll into town with the tent, a heater, a 30 pack, a grill, hotdogs….and bacon.
The weather got colder as the day wore on….eventually ending in snow showers. We provided bacon handups after the fist couple of laps (when people got a little tired of turning themselves inside out for 39th place).
Success with the bacon handups, success with the Pabst handups. Except for the 14 year old kit who kept trying to “get a beer for his dad”. We even had hotdog handups as a success in the C’s, the Women and the B’s. The A’s are real serious, and fast, so I’m not too worried about their well being. Chris Fox was, as he provided dollar bill handups…
In International Cross news, my boy JP lights up Belgium.
Alright, time to ski, because everybody in AZ is going to ask if I”ve gone yet….but not before I post this from Tim.
