Green party

Old San Jose got the best of me today....let me re-phrase that, they got the best of the whole P12 field today, sweeping 7 or 8 of the top 10. I myself went on to try to fight the odds and rode with every break that went. The good thing is, 100% of my team was there the whole time, supporting me, and riding "together"-as if we were one. I seemed to have had difficulty the past week with stomach problems, and eating only one honeystinger bar in an 86 mile race probably didn't help much either. I just couldn't see myself outriding 10 guys from the same team, playing great tactics non the less. I was SURE that the first break was sticking, an early attack, two San hosers, two Velossimmissmmmooo's, and two brains and a spine's. (and me). Half way through the race, Robbinette told me Willis wasn't feeling too hot, and he looked GONE! Adam 'Ozzy Osbourne' G.-was also giving lots of energy, while his new cat 2 teammate and a guy feared in the 3's, Tha Professor Eric Benz wasn't pulling too much for the groups taste. The BS guys were really helping me drive this break, Sol the most aggressive rider on the day, and his teammate Nathan helped get the break up to 2:20...or thats what we heard. A couple of miles later, some group, I don't know if it was the peleton or a break overtook us and I had to dig to make ANOTHER break stick. This break was SURE to go to the end, Sol, Robbinette and myself from the first break made it again, with a THSJ guy, Minturn and Annuutttteeeee. Riding hard got Anut dropped and we were going up the last climb's home, 10 miles or so, when Carlos Vargas(THSJ) and Scotty Vegeberg bridged up, we also heard the pack was over a minute back. Little did I know, that would be the beggining of the end, I was fine at that point with not winning b/c Vargas is pretty strong, esspecially when your uber tired. But after Robbie and Vargas went, and the chase was begining to look grime, a whole heard of San Jose guys bridged up out of nowhere, each one looked to be fresh and ready to attack. While I got stuck with guys that wanted me to pull as much as them....yes I know, even AFTER all the miles I spent off the front. But hey, I wouldn't have Texas racing any other way. Winding up for the sprint, all I had to do was beat ONE guy I was with to get 10th....that is until a flying Zach Fioca took 9th...and a black truck impeeded a would be sprint to the end. By the way, who lets a pack of 5 guys draft off of you in the last mile anyway??? I ended up 12th....a secure 4th...to a possible 6th....a hopefull 10th to a hard 12th.

After a hard ride like that, I found that my lower back gets "stuck" in the hunched over position. Causing various amounts of pain trying to do the simplest of things, such as walking, bending over to pick up things, or riding a shopping kart with one wheel wobbling down a Wal-Mart isle.