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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Rowdy in Burnsville.
Three days of the aggressive switch being on and I can finally switch it off again. Buck is over completing my midweek run. It starts with losing a crit at Opus, continues with a fun really hard road ride on Wednesday, and completes with Buck Hill. Buck was fun tonight. I started a little bit better and hammered with everything I had on the hills. Owen will be mad he missed it because they featured the elusive bonus grass climb. I managed to find a pretty good groove and push my way up past Jeff, then Dave. Dave was easily holding my wheel in his stealth new kit when I slid my front wheel out in a fairly easy corner. Dave capitalized and dropped me like I was standing still. I guess I was on the ground? Thanks for not riding over me, I was in the race line. Jeff was just catching me as I regrouped and I figured I'd pull ahead and drop him. He stuck to me like glue for the duration of the race. Hill at 195 bpm, no problem for Jeff. Good job friend. Finally the two of us caught Dave again and I made a full gas pass on the hill before we dove into the singletrack. It stuck and he stayed behind the rest of the race with Jeff just behind on his wheel. In all honesty I'm pretty sure they were both going faster through the singletrack and had they pulled a pass where it might have been precarious to do so, either of them could have beaten me. I'll take my first fourth though and be happy. Jon ended third pretty far up the road and Jesse and B. Moore were nowhere to be seen from my vantage point. Now back to my normal slow rides through the country for a couple of days. Afton is Sunday, my back already hurts thinking about it.
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