We kicked off our first day of GSSR with crew time trials! The boys (Derek, Mason, and Seamus) went out first, sporting their fancy Imperial Trooper helmets. It was a moist and great TTT, with Seamus dropping simply earlier than the highest of the climb and Derek unintentionally choosing the blindfold setting on his Remco helmet visor. They couldn’t fairly sustain with the New England Devo youngsters 😬 however snagged presumably third place (out of three groups, 😉). One theme of the weekend was unknown/incorrect race outcomes.
Tatem and Hannah adopted, with Hannah insisting on a espresso experience tempo to avoid wasting vitality for the highway race later. Tatem struggled with the gradual tempo and later quipped, “I now know what it feels prefer to be a canine on a leash.” They positioned 2nd! (Out of two groups… however who must know that element?)
Subsequent up, the highway race! Tatem kicked off the Ladies’s C/D race and completed 4th, stoked by the consequence on the hilly course. Seamus received a flat tire quarter-hour earlier than his race however, with lightning pace, fastened it simply in time to start out. He positioned 4th within the Males’s B/C race and, in fact, we received a infamous picture of him sticking his tongue out on the photographer.
Derek and Mason raced within the Males’s A discipline. One rode at a espresso tempo having fun with the gorgeous New Jersey (I do know, proper?) surroundings, whereas the opposite determined the race wasn’t definitely worth the wrestle. Ask them for particulars!
Hannah had a enjoyable picture op at first of the Ladies’s A/B race however deliberate for a brief experience because of feeling underneath the climate. She achieved that purpose, however not in the best way she meant, presumably overcooking a nook (who let her prepare dinner??).
The night ended with us consuming Indian-Mexican fusion for dinner, the boys convincing Tatem that shaving legs makes you extra aero, and Tatem receiving the “most aggressive rider” jersey for the weekend (which was truly Hannah’s jacket).
Sunday morning, we headed to Rutgers for the criterium race. The course had one technical nook, which was principally technical due to the enormous potholes on the racing line.
Seamus kicked off the Males’s B/C race, with an viewers from the intro clinic watching to study crit racing approach. Confusion surrounding the breakaway catching the peloton on the final lap ended up netting him fifth place, regardless of extra ineptitude with the outcomes.
Tatem’s purpose within the Ladies’s C/D race was to not get dropped instantly, and he or she succeeded, aided by Seamus’s sideline yelling. She even caught her tongue out on the photographer in true Seamus vogue, ending 4th.
Lastly, Derek and Mason within the Males’s A race positioned sixth and tenth respectively. Mason even received a sick begin line picture, now his Strava profile pic.
We wrapped issues up with a protracted drive again to Cambridge, stopping for dinner at 5 Guys, and eventually taking a crew picture whereas Tatem wrote a logistics e-mail for subsequent weekend’s race. #Candid
Race picture credit: Luis Bastardo
