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(via @cycleboredom and his #cxzolder16 screencap recap)
Sometimes I feel like running is the most under-appreciated CX skill, even at the highest level. Being able to put down a dozen hard, fast steps when your opponents can’t (or don’t) almost always makes the difference.
I’m the sort of person who thinks championships are for determining champions, and so my view of a sanctioned donut race are largely unfavorable.
This isn’t to say I’m opposed to fun ancillary activities at championships—if someone wants to organize a foam party or two, or a peep-off (also a recurring event, it seems), that’s awesome. But even with a charitable focus, I’m at best lukewarm on the idea of cluttering the already-bloated #cxnats calendar with yet another on-course race.
My feelings on that front notwithstanding, I do find it deeply reassuring that USAC CEO Derek Bouchard-Hall was a willing and enthusiastic participant. I can personally attest that donuts are a very hard thing to eat competitively, and the potential to look undignified is enormous. I’m an especially big fan of the “not natural” joke, and pained expression at 2:41 as he goes for donut #2.
Some days, I feel like pictures of @laatsteronde are like 30% of my feed.
“Yeah, I mean…I just don’t really think dropper posts make sense for ‘cross…”
Bernard Hinault all rugged up in an attempt to face off the elements during the epic 1980 edition of Liege-Bastogne-Liege. Well worth reading up on.
Zissou Balaclava is a never-not-reblog. How has [heritage/lifestyle branded apparel producer du jour] not brought this back?
I like Velon’s best-of video for 2015. It’s more produced than most of their work (even a little over-produced in places) but creates a nice little narrative arc of its own, gets in some great shots, and is a flashy, consumable bit of web candy, even for someone completely unfamiliar with the sport.
I kind of hate myself for loving the crash sequences, but they feel so familiar. Everything else—the jockeying, the crowds, the quick recoveries, the speed—is so far above the level of the amateur racing I do as to be unrecognizable. Really drives home just how different the pro peloton is from your local fondo.