As previously mentioned, it’s been hilariously windy all over the Bay Area recently. It seemed to die down a bit as the night went on, but for the most part, turn 2 was the windiest section of the velodrome. Either way, today’s races were set up a bit differently than the 2 previous weeks – Larry Nolan wasn’t there as a race organizer, and things were delayed quite a bit even for the opening Cat5 race. 19 of us were on the warmup track for a long time. Lots of familiar faces out today, but there seemed to be a bit less people in all the groups. Either way, Tim, Fergus, Uri, and two other guys from Chica Sexy were out, as was Alex, Josh (not Jake), Percy (who has his 3rd kid on the way, ballin’), and a new guy I met today named Mario, were all in attendance.
Scratch: 10 laps. Alex went off the front for the first 4 laps, but was eventually caught. I was watching everything go down from the back. Muscle Milk Cat2 road guy apparently took the win.
Miss and Out: I had better positioning this week, and was at the front for about 2 laps before people started coming over the top. I think I lasted about 6 laps? An improvement over last week’s 3 laps, and the first night’s 1 lap. Maybe by the end of the season, I’ll give myself a real opportunity to actually race.
Points: 12 laps, points every 3. On the first sprint, the whole group pretty much exploded. I was caught off the back, which was stupid, and rode to catch up to the main group up ahead. By time I caught back up, there was another sprint for points, and the group started riding away from me. Not ideal, so I opted to just exit on the back straight. Or I could’ve just continued to race, knowing I’d probably never catch up to them. Fail.
Snowball: 1 point for the first rider across the line on the first lap, increasing in points per lap, 10 points for the first rider across the line on the last lap. Somewhere in the middle of the race, the group began to split. Two riders were off the front initially, but I guess they were brought back. I was somewhere near the back riding horribly, as usual. In the closing laps, the pace started getting all fast and such, and on the bell lap, I was basically off the back of the main group, watching everything go down.
I really need to ride more, haha. Fun times, either way. Definitely glad I made it out. Also, in previous weeks, the commute has been 2 hours and 15 minutes, whether it be 101 or 280 straight down. Today, I took 280, 85, 87, and then a series of streets to get to the velodrome, and it only took me 1:45. Proud day.