Friday, April 17, 2009

for the very first time...

I'm not sure where to begin.  The past week has been one for the books.  No, I didn't win the lottery, didn't notch any bike race wins, didn't even meet any crazy movie stars.  I did however get to sink my teeth into a race I've been admiring and looking to since I knew bike racing existed, that being Paris-Roubaix.  

It was big for our team to get an invite to such a prestigious race, and it was then equally exciting when I got the word that I was on the teams roster for the race.  As always, I don't think you can fully appreciate a race or happening without experiencing it first hand and looking back at the past week, I can't say how much that applied to my experience at P-R.  

Yea, its a long race at 260km.  yea, its a brutal one with 60km of gnarly cobblestons (let me add that these are not normal cobble stones, but especially jaw rattling, crash causing, tire blowing cobbles which in my experience are found nowhere else in the world).  PR also has a world class field, but I can't put into words out all of these pieces fit together to create an incredible race.  Such high stress, energy and tension within the pack.  Even greater energy lining the sides of the roads.  thousands of fans, unlike anything I've seen before, and crashes crashes crashes everywhere.  I was caught up in 3 of them, but only had some lost time and a bent chainring to show.  Normally, 3 crashes in one race would be terrible luck, but I learned that Roubaix is not a normal race in this respect.  we had 2 teamates sacrafice their bikes, another a wheel, another double flat, another injure his hand and another finish the race with a concussion after an eager fan stuck a flag poll through his front wheel!  so all things considered, my ride went fairly well and next time I get a shot at doing the race I'll start that much further up on the learning curve.  

its a shame the early kms of the race don't receive more coverage as they were by no means uneventful.  Of course the part of the race with the biggest amplitude of insanity and chaos was the forest of arenberg, closely followed by the Carrefour de l'Abre.  Rolling into the velodrome was also a big moment.  It was a great feeling to have made it through the previous 260km of chaos and be arriving on the drome.  My first time ever riding on one!! 

ok, enough talking.  some pics...

carving up the cobbles.  no, they aren't always a single file affair.  

hurt so good.  check out the sweet dirt line on the arms!
just a preview of the crazy fans.  We open the door to the van and our soigneur greame is mobbed by "trading card" grabbers.
a huge equipment and logistical effort by the staff to get us going for one big day of racing.  
a riders eye-view from the podium at the team presentation.  yes, i busted out my camera while I was up there.  
A calm Arenberg a few days before the race.  
That's all I have for now.  Currently, I'm hanging in Nivelles, Belgium.  A week and change until we head to Switzerland for Tour of Romandie.  Trying to kick a bit of plague out of the lungs right now, but a couple days of downtime were in order anyway.  

see ya

Thursday, April 09, 2009

They make roads out of what???

We rode the first 10 pave sectors today. Pave is an interesting word
for them. I'd prefer to call them "body thrashers".

I was surprised to see how "unflat" the route in general was. Lots of
gentle rollers, up and town. The cobble sections that have a rise to
them are gonna be leg breakers. Imagining the race w 260 km of that,
its easy to see why "sturdy" fellas usually excel here.

We got our bikes geared out with a few PR trick parts. Different
forks, chainrings, pedals, and of course wheels. Thinking about
sliding some padding in my bars too.

Gotta love hanging in french hotel rooms. All of my stuff is literally
never more than an arms reach away.

Gotta rest the wrists.

send me the power, please

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Wednesday, April 08, 2009


I like to think I look forward, while also being mindful to the
past.... 2 years ago today was my belgian lightpole encounter. Amazing
to think all I've learned and worked through since then. I'm really
fortunate and blessed to be where I'm at today. Speaking of which.....

Arrived in belgium today and made the drive over to northern France in
preperation for the big dance with the old ugly lady who is
"Paris-Roubaix" this sunday. Really exciting to think I'm gonna be
part of such a historical and massive race. Its a big step for BMC to
get invited, and an honour for me to be representing the team here. I
have no doubt that it will be a brutally twisted day, but I don't
think you would find many cyclists out there who would decline the
chance to have a go at it. Gonna check out a few of the cobble sectors
the next few days and will hopefully have a few reports.

Pre- PR trip, all has been well. We had a great weekend in Redlands a
couple weeks ago with Louder bagging the overall, the team really
rising to the occasion to defend and also bagging 2 stage wins along
the way. A big personal highlight being part of it. Looking forward to
more of those.

France equals lame internet, so phone update means no picks. Check out for a few great galleries from redlands.

For those social networking junkies out there, I caved in and caught
the "twitter" bug. Easy way to toss out some quick updates while on
the road, so follow me at

More from the "hell of the north" this week.
Wham bam

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