You know you're mentally in the offseason when your pre-race breakfast is comprised of an apple fritter...
Saturday's Sand Creek Fall Classic at Palmer Park was made up of an eclectic blend of trails precisely chosen to deliver a perilous and demanding finish to 2009's racing season. And I wasn't the only one on a non-conventional bike. When Dougie Fresh showed up on his '89 Marin, I knew it'd be a fun one...
Mountain bike races shouldn't be this fun. And to put it quite bluntly, I was glad to be on a bike with only one gear - there's something so pure about a singlespeed on vintage metal, particularly during a race...
But the legs came around for just one more time this season and netted me 4th place. Granted, the pro field size was a very "intimate" 7 guys; but it was a fitting field of local boys for a finale.' We train together, we race together...
My nineteenth season on mountain bikes is officially in the books.... So what are the secrets to this longevity?
I swear I'll never tell...
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That was a good time, Simmmeee!
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