In Northern California we have the pleasure of being graced with somewhat gentile transitions of the seasons; allowing those of us who choose to suffer on bikes in bright colored spandex with like minded individuals the chance of being able to race from the early pits of January till the colorful weeks of September. Well before this stretch of racing months are over, the riders who partake in this self-torture, like the seasons they ride through, endure undoubtedly their own personal seasons of change. Read the rest of this entry »
The last time I did the Wente Road Race was 2 years ago when I was Cat 5; that day ended in me being dropped from the pack on the 2nd lap, soon making me loose my lunch on the I-580 overpass. You could say this race and I have some “history”.