Cross the way and scary things called Cat 4 riders

No cross racing for me on Sunday. It was for the best. Six weeks since the not so accident and this is where I'm at:

Those are not slippers. They are high performance sport slides from Sole. What's the difference? Probably about $60 and a level of comfort that will make you feel like one of those top 1% earners in the US and A. Are they comfortable? Does your mother get angry when you don't wipe your feet on the bear skin rug when you come inside the house? So yes, my point was that a certain body part still does not entirely resemble its mirror image counterpart. Healing is still underway.

Sunday I did go spectate at the cyclocross race that was less than three miles from my house. People I knew would be racing and/or hanging out, so it was an opportunity to do absolutely nothing productive while standing around outside in the 70° weather for five hours.

This was the pits:

I have mixed feelings about the pits. No I don't. I just don't like the spare bike idea. Run what you brung and make it something that can last...oh, I don't know... 45 minutes?? I was reading the coverage of the USGP in FO CO CO just the other day (yes, I was looking at the womens coverage, who wants to see dudes running around in skinsuits?). Bike exchanges on every lap? Is this a 24 hour race? No, it's a cross race. I know it's part of the sport, but just as doping is an accepted part of the pro peleton I don't have to like it either.

Speaking of dope....

Lee Flythe managed to stir a crew of beer drinking cross fans to come. All we need is about a thousand more and we'll be only a thousand short of a cross race in Portland.

As nifty as it was to see the Cat1 1's tear up the course most of the people came to see the Cat 4's. I don't know why. They were terrible.

"I hope my coach didn't see that. She can really be quite barbarous after a poor performance."

This one actually cried out for his mommy (which, like having fun, is also against USACyling rules).

This poor fellow spent more time in the sand than all the cast members of Point Break put together. He was soon back up and riding after getting a swift kick in the ass from a hipster cross fan.

This Cat 4 rider approaching the sand pit was asked to leave the race after he shouted "Get the fuck outta the way sand rookie!"

The race was just melee after melee, riders shoving their way past the other competitors, a total disregard for rules not only governing cycling but society, and I have to say some of the riders reeked of alcohol.

I'm sorry. I posted the wrong photos. The Cat 4 photos looked just the same, but with slightly taller riders (the facts still applied).

After the race Kenny celebrated his non-victory, while my main man from Cane Creek, Eric Smith, was consoled by his dear, sweet mother after he flatted out minutes into the drunken brawl that was the Cat 4 death race and was relegated to DFLDNF after a long period of blubbering and crying.

USACycling Rule 4.2 ~ There is no crying in cyclocross (unless you're a female and on the podium).

Somebody please tell me why my blog editor has shrunk to half its normal size and migrated to the upper left hand corner of the screen?

Everything else is normal on my computer and I'm getting sick of editing my blog with a magnifying glass.