Giro dizzyness 400 right turns & 80 lefts and your DONE!

Tracey and I started off the day evicting a squatter in the garage. WE named him Cliff, a few weeks ago we noticed that we had a mouse in the house, not really in the house, just in the garage so I guess its not that bad. He had a steady diet of Cliff bars until we moved them into the house. Sunday I got some traps, Monday am I saw Cliff....you know the rest.

Bravo to the Mints and Velo Promo for stepping up the fun to a 10 on the bike racin fun scale in SF. There were crowds. people taking pictures, food vendors, sponsors tents, kids races, etc!!!!!

We pull into the lot and had a hard time getting thru the chatty stuff and over the the registration. I was a bit nervous about it filling up as it usually will every year in most catagorys. No worries, we got our numbers then I saw Don Langster sprint away to victory in the 45+ race with Metcalf finishing close behind!!! Langster has helped Tracey and I out so much in the past few months, I hope the honeymoon last for a while longer with these MS/Specialized guys, cuz I'm pretty excited about next season to say the least.

Ok, usally I crash every other year doing this race, I remember a few years ago when I flew into the row of newspaper boxes at 20+ MPH and knocked them all over, man that one sounded worse then it was. Something always happens, yesterday was no exception. The $$$$ I made from stuff I sold on ebay (gotta support the girl) went down the tubes as somewhere I hit a ball crushing hole in the pavement and chipped my Zipp. Serves me right for the stupidness. I did have a chance to prance around with the Capt America jersey for the first race. It was pretty fast and safe, until 1 lap to go...a few went down and La Berge waxed us all.

Then watching the chicks race was fun- there was a nice Koeran BBQ truck near the course, perfecto! Lunch and watch the Proman chicks race, what fun. They had a few on the injured list as Olds banged up her hand, Tracey's leg was sore, Helena just got back from fighting fires, so it was Kristina and Rachel on the front often doing the chasing. Then Tracey takes a Prime, not sure what she won until later...a pair of Reynold's carbon fiber tublars...I'm so happy for her. They're pretty sweet.

Then the Pro race, I was feeling pretty OK and tried to get into a few breaks, solo sometimes, others with a few, nothing was going to stick as the wind really started kicking up and it was pretty clear that the Strawberries were putting all their hay in one Devon Basket for the sprint. side note ("So Mike, do you know why they call them Starwberries?")my father always asks questions he already knows the answer to. (Yes dad, its because the Indians put the straw under the berries so they wouldn't rot") "("so Mike you know why they call them cranberries") yes dad its because of the cranes eating them...

Anyway, I was riding a bit to far back in 20somthing and could at least see the sprint -

D Haul in his ass away raise the arms. I was pretty stoked for that kid, I just wish he listened to me about wearing the jersey he just won.

Then we sprinted straight over to Taylors Refresher for some Ahi Tuna burgers and beer. Fun.