It seems that we have a regular event happening. Nate, Quentin and I usually go out and do a road ride on Tuesday night. Tonight we left from De Pere and then headed north of Seymour for a total of about 43 miles. I have figured out what I am good at when riding on the road bike, sprinting. On the way back to De Pere there was a sprint sign, Quentin was leading Nate and I, then at the bottom of the hill Nate takes off and then I decided to go with him. I figured that I was going to get my ass kicked since he is a stronger rider than me, but no I managed to pass him in about 50 yards and then pulled away for the rest of the hill. I remember looking back when about half way up the hill and seen that I had a sizable gap going then I decided to put down the hammer a little bit more. It is nice after a great sprint like that to get the light headed feeling once it is done, nothing like the lack of O2 when you sprint like that. That is about it for now.
Later
That was one heck of a sprint… I had nothing on ya.
yeah… i watched it. you looked great! i’m sure gravity helped ya though cause nobody and i mean NOBODY can beat you on a downhill sprint. adios mutha f***er!