A Picture's Worth A 1000 Words Part II

As promised here are a few more pictures and tales of adventures on the road.  Following our Gila, Joe Martin Stage Race double header I returned home for a little R & R, birthday celebrations and repacking of my suitcase.  Next up would be some UCI racing on home soil in Gatineau Quebec.

Team presentation.  Left to right: Anne Guzman, Joanie Caron (1st race back following a broken collar bone earlier this spring, welcome back Jo!), myself (yes those are pigtails I'm sporting), Vero Labonte, Lex Albrecht & Denise Ramsden.

The Gatineau races included a 17.34km individual time trial (2 laps of a technical 8.67 km undulating course) on Thursday May 19th followed by a road race on the 21st.  I had hoped to be back on top form for the ITT but wasn't quite on target come race day.  Canada's Clara Hughes earned top step on the podium averaging 43.68kms/hr around the course on a soggy day- impressive!  A Ukrainian rider and USA's Amber Neban (former World ITT Champion) took the remaining two podium spots.

Photo kind compliments of Peter Kraiker.  Check out more of his great shots @  kraikerphoto.com / studiofstop.com

The race of truth.  It always hurts.

Early in the road race taking some wind.... possibly lap 1.  On the second lap I slipped into an early break (OK, I had to make a major dig to get myself there).  When we were swallowed up mid race Rams countered and made an impressive solo bid but was unfortunately brought back with a lap to go.  Current World Champion Bronzini showed her sprint prowess claiming the victory while our own Labonte crossed the line in an impressive 6th place.

Next up we headed south of the border for 3-days of racing at Killington Stage Race in picturesque Vermont.  Our team was eight strong: we raced hard; were victorious & further evolved as a team.  Next up would be Liberty Classic in Philly.  Most of the team headed home while Jo & proceeded south with one of the team cars & equipment trailer. 

Jo & I spent a sweltering but fantastically relaxing week in Lance's family cottage (Lance is Mary's boyfriend; he often graciously helps us out at races).  The cottage has been upgraded with power, AC & plumbing but was initially built around the turn of the century.  With temperatures in the mid to high 30's we would've certainly shriveled without the AC in the cottage & electrolyte rich eload in our water bottles while out on the road!!
The most notable neighbour was 'Aunt' Ruth.  She's spent a portion of each of her 99 years in her beautiful 2 story cottage.  She's truly amazing & deserves a whole chapter in the book Jo & I decided we should write while staying at Highland Park: a book of short stories of our adventures on the road- capturing the faces & places we are so fortunate to be introduced to through our sport.  A read of the continuous flow of humorous tails through mishaps which colour our days. 
A sampling of the mishaps of our few days at Highland Park includes: discovering that ALL our freshly washed kit would have to spend the night, wet in the washing machine of a 100 degree launder mat 20-some minutes from the cottage- until the next morning.   A morning we had planned to ride early to avoid the ensuing heat.  Our error came when we failed to notice the time the launder mat was due to close for the night & went to the grocery store during the wash cycle to maximize our efficiency.  Not so efficient after all. 
Next up was getting pulled over for making a 'California stop': the cop was quite forgiving, letting us off sans fine.  But he did make us squirm for several minutes while he sat behind us in his cruiser with my license & registration.  Maybe he took pity on our unrehearsed & awkward story of staying at the cottage of a team-mates-boyfriend's-family in some town neither of us had ever been too & couldn't really describe how to get to... between bike races.  To boot, we were headed in the wrong direction to return to the cottage.  With his instructions for getting back to home base we were off. 
Next up was losing, yes LOSING the trailer off the back of the team car on the drive into Philly.  Thankfully we were on a small road, albeit not in the best neighbourhood.  With generous help from a few locals, some signed team hats & nothing worse than a solid care we were reattached & rolling again.  The adventures never cease!

The peleton racing past the stairs made famous by Rocky!  Current World Champion Bronzini ultimately proved she was the fastest woman on the day taking the victory for her Colavita Forno d'Asolo team.  We had a great showing with Lex off the front, solo, for most of the race.  Lex rode like a champion scooping the lion's share of the QOM points & earning the jersey!

The Liberty Classic race consists of four laps of a 14.4-mile circuit through Philadelphia with four steep climbs up the grueling Manayunk Wall (pictured) & is regarded as one of the most prestigious women’s races in the US.  It is the only women's UCI sanctioned race in the US at present & runs on the same course, & at the same time as the men's ProTour race.

Crowds cheer us on as we climb Lemon hill, one of 3 climbs per lap.  On a personal level I was happy to have Liberty completed this year as during last year's race I crashed hard suffering injuries to my ribs & a concussion which kept me off the bike for what should have been the pinnacle of my season & in poor form for its closing weeks.  This year I closed a chapter at Liberty: a year of exercising patience & overcoming challenges in health & form.

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Cool air, hometown Playoff fever & familiarities of Vancouver were the reward ahead; home to prepare for Nationals & recharge before the next block of racing.    While at home Dylan & I got to spend some time together- even if some of it was in the form of motorpacing- before my longest block of the season.  One evening I headed out to the Valley to take part in the bi-weekly training ITT hosted by the club where I started out.  It was good to see some familiar faces & be introduced to some new ones; also a test of my form which seems to grow incrementally each week. 

http://www.canadiancyclist.com/dailynews.php?id=21913

Comment to the above link:  OK Bruce, it was closer to 10 years than 15 years ago that I first showed up at the Mission Raceway track!  Wasn't it?!?!   Help me out here!

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Well, we (the Canucks) were outplayed in Game 7.  Too bad.  While I was disappointed that we didn't win the Cup I couldn't help but feel a bit happy for the guys who were on the Cup Hoisting end of the equation- happy to see them rewarded for the years & years of hard work; the battle of the series; the commitment & sacrifice; the euphoria of realizing a Dream. 
The morning-after happened to coincide with my trip to the Toronto area to finish my preparation for Nationals later that week.  Standing in the gate area waiting to board I found myself face to face with a familiar mug.  It took me a few minutes to place him without the trademark loud dress, but upon realizing that Don Cherry & Ron MacLean were on my flight I decided I'd better seize the opportunity to get a picture with Don.  My first thought was, this is an early Father's Day gift for my Dad in to form of a good laugh!!  So I jumped in, introduced myself, told him a bit about road racing, got a picture & autograph.  My trip was off to an amusing start!

Until next time,
MoJo