Lowdown: Drove back to Gloucester w/ Gretchen and Esme. Beulah once again gets the shaft and had to lump out on the couch at home so we could get the stroller into the car.
I was glad to get some riding in on the course because it had changed in a few areas, most notably, the new run up, and then the turns before the sandpit too. When I got to the start, they called the 55+ Masters to the front, previously they started behind.
I was back a row from the previous day's start. I had Rich line up next to me and he kindly introduced himself. I'm glad he did, being that I had only known him as "Ass Man" ( shouted by of one of his fans at Bedford). It is nice to line up with friendly racers, and not some dudes giving you the Lance to Ulrich "look".
I didn't have as good of a jump on the start as I did Saturday, probably 10th onto the grass. Riding along the sea wall prior to the run up I had bad thoughts because I was further back than I wanted to be. The first lap run-up was the expected mosh pit of bodies and bikes banging for position. Not until after the barriers did it really sort out.

I can remember going down to the freshly imported dirt at the base of the run up on lap 3 because I did not unclip in time, which was caused by trying to gather some speed and coast up the run up a bit...Fail. Two riders passed me there, but I got back on and would make up some time on the long straight aways.. It was difficult to figure out what place I was in because the 55+ guys were out there ahead of us. Doug Aspinwall from Joe's Garage was ahead of me, and he posts some solid results.
By the fifth and final lap I had crept up to where I might have a shot at getting Doug. He would open up small gaps on the corners and I would try to close them on the power sections. Lucky for me I had that big stretch of flat on the seawall to make something happen. Around the corner by the big rock, I put her into the big ring and tried my "darndest" to make what is considered a move or an attack.
This is my 3rd season of cross, and I 've often a bit puzzled when reading race reports where they describe how so and so made his race winning move after the barriers, or Boom dropped the hammer and rode away, or Johnson attacked when they hit the hill, etc. Granted I'm using examples from some pro-racers.... but I when I am racing, by lap 3 after it has thinned out and positions start to be established, I usually feel that I'm riding a time trial on a cross course, making a pass here and there. I never feel like that I have that extra reserve to make an "attack", or a "move" since I'm usually past my threshold and in maintenance mode. I've got a lot to learn about pacing, and holding wheels (I'm often the dude soloing).
Despite the lack of "attacking" experience and that extra reserve (maybe it is there, and I'm not digging deep enough to get it), I did know that I had to make my move strategically on that long flat. I slowly built up speed and hit my top end to pass Doug about 2/3rds of the way through that stretch. Through the sand pit, and the last few technical sections I was able to hold my position, but now noticed another rider within striking distance. Coming out down the last stretch on the ball field I caught up to a MBRC/Bicycle Link rider and we hit the pavement together. Despite 30 cross races, I have only ended up in a sprint finish twice and I lost them both. I let the MBRC guy go and was able to hold his wheel for the first third of the uphill finish and then get to the outside and pass him by to grab 6th. The finish felt like it took forever, and I was all ready to fall off my bike and gather myself on the pavement. I managed to get onto the grass and get some oxygen. It was nice to get a "nice attack" compliment from Doug as he rode by.

I was happy with my result, and felt like I had redeemed myself after yesterday's disappointing placing caused by my mechanical. And despite my desire to be more of a "technical" rider, this "roadie" Gloucester course suits my abilities better. BUT... I still was off the podium by 3 spots and like 2 minutes! Those dudes were way ahead of me!
Post-Race Beer: I cracked open the St. Bernardus ABT 12, it was excellent.
On Tap: Mansfield Hollow, CT








