We kicked off our first day of GSSR with group 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 by accident choosing the blindfold setting on his Remco helmet visor. They couldn’t fairly sustain with the New England Devo children 😬 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 journey tempo to avoid wasting power for the street 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 street race! Tatem kicked off the Girls’s C/D race and completed 4th, stoked by the outcome on the hilly course. Seamus obtained a flat tire quarter-hour earlier than his race however, with lightning velocity, fastened it simply in time to begin. He positioned 4th within the Males’s B/C race and, after all, we obtained 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 attractive New Jersey (I do know, proper?) surroundings, whereas the opposite determined the race wasn’t well worth the wrestle. Ask them for particulars!
Hannah had a enjoyable picture op in the beginning of the Girls’s A/B race however deliberate for a brief journey on account of feeling underneath the climate. She achieved that purpose, however not in the best way she supposed, 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 largely technical due to the large 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 method. 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 Girls’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 style, ending 4th.
Lastly, Derek and Mason within the Males’s A race positioned sixth and tenth respectively. Mason even obtained 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 group picture whereas Tatem wrote a logistics e mail for subsequent weekend’s race. #Candid
Race picture credit: Luis Bastardo
