Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Holly at Crit Nationals
Warmup race (8/18): My goal in this race was to save energy for Nationals and stay safe in the rain. I started in the back, but made my way to the front within 5 laps. I stayed there for most of the race which helped me avoid using too much energy chasing attacks--I surfed the field and never accelerated too hard. A breakaway of four escaped midway as the rain poured harder. In the final three laps I moved into the top 10 to set up for the sprint. Although it was a slightly slower line, I stayed inside through the corners to avoid potential sliding action of crashes. The breakaway stuck and finished with at least 30 seconds on the field--Brooke Miller won. At the second to the last corner, a rider took out almost the entire Aaron's leadout train. Only six riders escaped without losing momentum. I wasn't one of them, but I sprinted as hard as possible from there to finish directly behind that group in 11th place.
Nationals (8/19): This race started dry, hot, and fast, but the weather turned at the halfway point--another downpour. I was again able to position myself well, luckily missing the many crashes (although there were a few close calls). At 1.5 laps to go, I was behind Brooke Miller when she and a few others went down on the hill--I had to brake hard to maneuver my way around the couple of people who went down. The crash opened a gap in the field and I used a very hard effort to catch back on. Bad timing for a chase, leaving me very little chance to regroup before the final sprint! The best I could do was hang on to the back of the charging field. I passed a few girls in the sprint, but wanted to be better positioned. I finished 15th. I was incredibly excited about the result but was still left thinking about how I could've done better. It's nice to feel like my form has come around for the last few big races of the season, and I also know there is a lot (tactically) I can still improve upon.Holly
Nationals (8/19): This race started dry, hot, and fast, but the weather turned at the halfway point--another downpour. I was again able to position myself well, luckily missing the many crashes (although there were a few close calls). At 1.5 laps to go, I was behind Brooke Miller when she and a few others went down on the hill--I had to brake hard to maneuver my way around the couple of people who went down. The crash opened a gap in the field and I used a very hard effort to catch back on. Bad timing for a chase, leaving me very little chance to regroup before the final sprint! The best I could do was hang on to the back of the charging field. I passed a few girls in the sprint, but wanted to be better positioned. I finished 15th. I was incredibly excited about the result but was still left thinking about how I could've done better. It's nice to feel like my form has come around for the last few big races of the season, and I also know there is a lot (tactically) I can still improve upon.Holly
Monday, August 20, 2007
Dunningan Hills
Thanks to three guy racers!!!! I just want to send a HUGE thanks to the two CyclingTraining.com racers and another great racer guy (not sure which team he was on) ! These three fellows were responsible for getting me into my race at Dunnigan Hills. They changed out my flat, and used one of their CO2 cartridges to get me into the Women's 1/2 race. The field had just taken off from the start, and they changed my flat SOOOooo fast that I was able to catch back on and race with my field.May the bike gods smile on these fellows!!!!!!!!!------Pat
Friday, August 17, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Kelly Gits on it in Nashville
Allanti Cycling Classic – Nashville, TN, August 5&6
A heat wave worthy of CNN coverage hit the Southeast about the time I landed in Nashville to race in the Allanti Cycling Classic. While local news stations warned people to seek cover and limit exposure to the outdoors, I embarked on a 2-day, 3-race omnium series with a few others that either don’t have TVs or lack common sense.
My first race started at 9am on Sat. morning and was approximately 40 miles, with intermittent steep rollers typical of the horse farm country. About 20 women lined up with about 30 50+/60+ men. That’s right, someone thought this would be a brilliant pairing and would save 5 min, 1 lead vehicle and one wheel follow car. What a debacle! Although many of these men looked quite fit and years younger than their race ages, they were either lazy or just liked looking at a bunch of women’s butts! I would attack on the hills and make it over the top first, along with a couple of other women, then the men would slowly pull the rest of the field back to us. This happened over and over. Half-way through the race, there were 5 women circling at the front with about 20 men sucking our wheels. We would attack them and get a small break, but they would pull us back on the flats and downhills. It was so frustrating and with 7 miles to go, the 5 of us neutralized ourselves and let the men ride off. With no one to pull them, it took awhile for them to get out of our sight, but it was worth the wait, as we could now have a nice, clean finish. Unfortunately for me, the finish was on a flat after a downhill. I geared up for the sprint, but ended up with poor positioning. Not knowing the other girls, I got on the wrong wheel and ended up 5th.
The time trial was at 3pm on the same day and despite the suffocating heat and humidity, I was happy to learn that it was mostly uphill – and only 5 miles. Because of the short distance, I didn’t bring a TT bike and had no real aero-equipment, except some really short clip-on bars. Although I had a good race, I was beat out by a really strong local triathlete named Kirsten, but ended up in 2nd, which improved my position in the omnium placing.
Day 2 was the criterium. We were to race for ~45 min on a newly paved blacktop in the parking lot of the Titans Stadium. The course was nice, and on a cooler day the surface would have been welcome, but I’m pretty sure I have black lung after inhaling the toxic fumes. The woman that won the road race, an elite mountain biker named Kim, showed up with one teammate, Gina, 2 race radios and a coach on the sidelines (I couldn’t believe it). I knew they would be the ones to watch, but when Kim went off the front on lap 2, I was not prepared. In retrospect, I should have done everything possible to go with her. Gotta love retrospect! A few girls tried to help me pull her in but she got quite a lead with the lack of early cooperation. Finally, I was warmed up and desensitized to the fumes, so I decided to try to bridge to her. I got away, but her teammate was able to go with me. So for the remainder of the race (about 35 min), I pulled Gina around the L-shaped course. Much wiser as to the ways of the wicked after last weekend, I tried to attack her, I sat up and tried to force her to pass me (but then the group was pulling us in), I tried to prevent her from getting a draft by hugging the sidelines, I even tried to run her over a big hole in the pavement a few times (boy, I’m getting mean), but she was too strong and well rested on my wheel. So, I tried to pull Kim in very slowly, conserving my effort so that I could attack both of them when I caught up (to avoid the inevitable attack Gina would wage). Unfortunately, the heat and wind were gradually wearing me out. Although I was only 5 sec behind Kim on the last lap, I couldn't close in on her soon enough so I tried to save a little for the sprint. I jumped really early and almost made it, but got barely beat out at the line by Gina, taking 3rd in the crit. Despite the disappointing result, I was actually glad to have the great competition and the team tactics (although unfortunately from another team) – it made the race interesting. However, repeatedly getting out-sprinted at the line is starting to “get my goat” (I had to throw in one token Southernism). Do not be surprised if I show up next season with gigantic thighs and bulging veins (maybe not bulging veins – that’s not attractive).
A heat wave worthy of CNN coverage hit the Southeast about the time I landed in Nashville to race in the Allanti Cycling Classic. While local news stations warned people to seek cover and limit exposure to the outdoors, I embarked on a 2-day, 3-race omnium series with a few others that either don’t have TVs or lack common sense.
My first race started at 9am on Sat. morning and was approximately 40 miles, with intermittent steep rollers typical of the horse farm country. About 20 women lined up with about 30 50+/60+ men. That’s right, someone thought this would be a brilliant pairing and would save 5 min, 1 lead vehicle and one wheel follow car. What a debacle! Although many of these men looked quite fit and years younger than their race ages, they were either lazy or just liked looking at a bunch of women’s butts! I would attack on the hills and make it over the top first, along with a couple of other women, then the men would slowly pull the rest of the field back to us. This happened over and over. Half-way through the race, there were 5 women circling at the front with about 20 men sucking our wheels. We would attack them and get a small break, but they would pull us back on the flats and downhills. It was so frustrating and with 7 miles to go, the 5 of us neutralized ourselves and let the men ride off. With no one to pull them, it took awhile for them to get out of our sight, but it was worth the wait, as we could now have a nice, clean finish. Unfortunately for me, the finish was on a flat after a downhill. I geared up for the sprint, but ended up with poor positioning. Not knowing the other girls, I got on the wrong wheel and ended up 5th.
The time trial was at 3pm on the same day and despite the suffocating heat and humidity, I was happy to learn that it was mostly uphill – and only 5 miles. Because of the short distance, I didn’t bring a TT bike and had no real aero-equipment, except some really short clip-on bars. Although I had a good race, I was beat out by a really strong local triathlete named Kirsten, but ended up in 2nd, which improved my position in the omnium placing.
Day 2 was the criterium. We were to race for ~45 min on a newly paved blacktop in the parking lot of the Titans Stadium. The course was nice, and on a cooler day the surface would have been welcome, but I’m pretty sure I have black lung after inhaling the toxic fumes. The woman that won the road race, an elite mountain biker named Kim, showed up with one teammate, Gina, 2 race radios and a coach on the sidelines (I couldn’t believe it). I knew they would be the ones to watch, but when Kim went off the front on lap 2, I was not prepared. In retrospect, I should have done everything possible to go with her. Gotta love retrospect! A few girls tried to help me pull her in but she got quite a lead with the lack of early cooperation. Finally, I was warmed up and desensitized to the fumes, so I decided to try to bridge to her. I got away, but her teammate was able to go with me. So for the remainder of the race (about 35 min), I pulled Gina around the L-shaped course. Much wiser as to the ways of the wicked after last weekend, I tried to attack her, I sat up and tried to force her to pass me (but then the group was pulling us in), I tried to prevent her from getting a draft by hugging the sidelines, I even tried to run her over a big hole in the pavement a few times (boy, I’m getting mean), but she was too strong and well rested on my wheel. So, I tried to pull Kim in very slowly, conserving my effort so that I could attack both of them when I caught up (to avoid the inevitable attack Gina would wage). Unfortunately, the heat and wind were gradually wearing me out. Although I was only 5 sec behind Kim on the last lap, I couldn't close in on her soon enough so I tried to save a little for the sprint. I jumped really early and almost made it, but got barely beat out at the line by Gina, taking 3rd in the crit. Despite the disappointing result, I was actually glad to have the great competition and the team tactics (although unfortunately from another team) – it made the race interesting. However, repeatedly getting out-sprinted at the line is starting to “get my goat” (I had to throw in one token Southernism). Do not be surprised if I show up next season with gigantic thighs and bulging veins (maybe not bulging veins – that’s not attractive).