Superweek Day 2.

This is me narrowly avoiding the pavement when Jonathon Clarke blew and tire and tumbled with about 20 miles to go last night. That's right, I made Cyclingnews!

Highlights from last night.
Here are a couple of the houses that lined last night's course.

You like the V.I.P. seating in the front lawn? I did.

Another day, another 100k crit. Tonight went a lot better than last night. The course was basically pancake flat, with four corners and fairly wide roads. I felt a lot more like myself today and finished towards the front half of the main group. I tested my legs a little, and went for a points sprint and and $100 dollar prime. I took third in the points sprint and second in the prime, which basically equates to me getting nothing for my efforts, but 5 sprint points and a little more confidence in my fitness.

The last five laps were FAST and SKETCHY. If there is one thing I really need to work on, it's being more aggressive and fighting harder for corners, and I realize that there is no better place to work on that than out here.

Man, I just had to walk up and get the cord for my computer. My legs are less than fresh right now, but the three flights of stairs I had to trek up didn't help at all either. I'd like to give a huge thanks to the Sigfusson's here in Hinsdale, IL. Andy Sig goes to DU and trains with the cycling team a little as he's a varsity swimmer and an outstanding triathlete. I sent an email to the DU team to see if anyone knew of a place I could stay in Chicago for a couple nights. Andy wrote back within maybe an hour offering me his parents house. I talked to his mom who told me that they would be out of town, but the house was mine. It's a beautiful, very large, house in a very nice neighborhood and it's all mine for the weekend. I finally found the basement today as well as the 60in. TV that I'll be watching the tour on tonight.

Well, I think I'm getting tired because I totally lost my next thought. On a final note, the lady in line in front of me at Subway asked her husband what BMT stood for. He didn't know, thought it had something to do with a subway. I felt like a genius when I get to step in and explain what it meant. I'll leave you with this, why is the Subway employee considered the sandwich artist when I am the one who designs the masterpiece, they simply assemble it for me? Thanks for checking in.