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Racing last weekend.

6.3.06
Rode with home slice from his crib to the wisport race in Osceola, WI. clicked off 30 miles before the green dropped. Slice set me up for the only $$ which was a hilltop prime. I took off from the group with another rider (not sure who) with about 12 miles to the finish. We built a nice lead which gave us plenty of time to play cat and mouse for the finish. I was able to fire off a race winning sprint even with 70+ miles already in my legs. Rode back to Slice's house to finish the day with 110 miles. Good NVGP traing day.

6.4.06
Capitol Crit in St. Paul. Legs, arms, head, and everything in between was smoked from the day before. Told the big dog and re-peter to keep it together for as long as possible in hopes my legs would come around. I wasn't so lucky. After a few laps I found myself in a group of four (two John Deere colored jerseys and a black and white jersey). We were all rolling at a good clip, almost too good of a clip because I was hurtin' for certian and the soft grass and shade was looking like an aweful nice place to watch a bike race from. We lapped one group, lost one of the John Deere guys, then lapped the main group. I suffered for the last 15 laps just sitting in the group and tried to make it look like I had something by trying to sprint at the finish. The John Deere guy and the black and white guy were sprinting next to each other on this nice wide street and for some reason decided to run into each other. They managed to stay upright and the John Deere guy won. It was a miricle that I finished third.

Just to make sure I didn't have any energy left, the sqeeze and I went to see the little guys in the evening. Got home, too tired to even sleep. No ride into work today.

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