Sunday morning the lady and I rode down to the Arsenal Crit down at the Philly navy yard to race road bikes. This was going to be the ladys FIRST crit ever and first race after shattering her ankle… I was excited for her but at the same time a bit worried as crits are pure wildness in the lower categories.
Avg Speed: 25mi/h
Avg HR: 186bmp
Avg Power: 273W
The Arsenal Criterium this year was a traditional 4-corner crit that had ended up selling out in the mens 4/5 field with 75 people. The goal for today was to keep it upright and try to lead Ryan out for the final sprint. I knew a handful of people in the field and had a good time heckling throughout the race.
Things somehow stayed pretty civil in the bunch and I only yelled a couple times. Nothing was really going off the front and I didn’t do too much work at the front either other than for a lap or two when the pace seemed to slow too much. For the most part things stayed together due to the un-technical nature of the flat course.
I won’t spend too much time rambling on but with 3 to go Ryan got up to my wheel and he was feeling good. We stayed to the front as I knew the last lap would be mayhem.
On the last lap on the straight away coming into corner 3 a couple people went flying by on the right side and I knew I had to jump. Coming out of corner 3 I was sitting behind two people who both realized they didn’t want to lead out into the very long drag-line sprint. As they slowed I moved off there wheel to make sure I had a lane. Ryan was one wheel off mine at that point.
Coming into the last corner I stayed to the inside as to not get pushed too far out when a rider came on the inside of my already inside line. I had to push wider than I had wanted tracking out of corner 4 into the sprint but still made sure to leave plenty of room to not force anyone into the corner.
As I came out of the corner I there was one guy in front of me and I charged to get on his wheel. I sat on his wheel for a second and realized there was a chance I could take this. I jumped HARD to the left and went for broke. I heard the cheering and gave a glance backwards to see what kind of gap I had… it was enough and I threw the hands up crossing the line 1st of 60+ people.
I think there was some touching of wheels and foot dabbing that had to get done in the final corner which took fellow teammate Ryan out of contention. I was bummed for him but was more than excited to get my first road win and hopefully be able to upgrade to a cat3.
Riding down south
We cruised down early to watch a good friends first ever crit where we cheered/heckled hard giving us a great primer for the upcoming cross season.
Cat5 mens race
Next up was the womens 4 field where the lady was racing along side a bunch of friends/familiar faces. I wasn’t able to cheer as much as I would have liked as I was racing next but was more than happy to have everyone keep the rubber side down.
Womens 4 race
After doing well I opted out of the mens 3/4 race. Greg was racing but I knew I couldn’t help him anyways nor did he need my help. Greg was doing work up from and went off the front in a group of three. Around 2 to go they getting closer to getting caught when Myles from Cyclismo went hard and blasted by them. It look like Greg went hard to bridge up to Myles and they had a 15second gap to the peloton with 1 to go. As I looked across the course with ½ lap to go I counted 10seconds to a lone chaser and 16second to the peloton… I saw Myles then Greg coming out of corner 4 with a huge gap. I started yelling so loud that I thought my hernia was going to bust. Gregg crushed it and got the win. It was a 2/2 in the winning game for the Sunnybrook Racing crew this weekend. Couldn’t be happier with the results.
Ride for some food