So Joey informed me that yesterday was to be Puke and Go's at meridian. The idea was to attack, attack after attacks, and attack when ever someone got reeled in, and if something stuck attack again, if that makes sense. It did to me, but puke and go turned into just straight up PUKE and PUKE. Covering the damn moves of these fast sucka's hurts in March, and to boot, it was windy as a MO-FO out there. So combine smart drafting and trying to stick with attacks and not have the wind tear you to shreds was a consistent theme. Luckily I only popped twice, haha, I guess it could have been worse, and hell it was worse last week. Looks like the legs may want to race bikes again this year, all is coming along nicely, slower than last year but nicely....
Oh yeah, and Seth just road away from the field on like the 3rd lap, solo, in the wind. Two dudes bridged up to him, and he pulled them around for the next 40 minutes. Now that dude's strong!
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