For the first hour or so I was holding my own, staying with the pack, although towards the back. After that I was left holding my own feeling like a big slow green oger. The first hour the avg was 19.2 MPH. I got separated just before 108. Caught up on Turkey Lane, but then lost it. Boy is it hard to play catch up. Anyway, I wasn’t sure if there was a 7-11 stop, so I kept on going. I too saw the flooding on Wolver Hollow, turned back & just went a different way. Ended up about 55 miles. Good tune up for MS ride. See link below from my Garmin.
Shrek
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/51418481
On 10/2/10 3:39 PM, "Oriel Mor" <oriel61@gmail.com> wrote:
> Great fun today riding with the 8:00 Triangle group. Shrek, Greg and I
> met at the Colonial at 8:00. There was a rider at the light waiting to
> cross Northern, sporting a Saxo Bank Burgerdeluxe... make that
> Louxembourger Schleck jersey (I forget which brother, I could swear I
> saw one then the other wearing the Louxembourg road champion jersey on
> different races). As Greg and I stopped at the Colonial to meet Shrek,
> Bourgerdeluxe just kept going. Shrek was ready to roll, so we didn't
> waste any time and headed out. We caught up with Bourgerdeluxe yet
> again at the LIE. He took off, while we waited a few minutes for the T
> group.
>
> As they eventually rolled by, we jumped onto the rear to get
> comfortable with the group and catch up on our own BS. The pace is
> always easy initially, until we start hitting the rollers. That's when
> you start seeing who in the larger group you really want to hang with.
> As we reached Jericho I spotted Bourgerdeluxe near the front. He was
> obviously absorbed. I decided to wait and see how he did, before I
> invited him to join our club, since he came right out of GN, but
> hadn't bothered to try be social, even though he had ample
> opportunities. In the end I just lost sight off him, as I was working
> to keep with the fast front bunch.
>
> Speaking of which, Greg, as is his custom, whined something at the
> start of the ride about not wanting to go too hard or long, to save
> himself for tomorrow's century. Anyone who knows Greg, already knows
> that he's fooling no one with his misplaced tentativeness. An
> appropriate nickname for Greg would be one that describes someone or
> something that wants to appear non-threatening, but will take you down
> with little effort at the first opportunity, like a tame-looking house-
> cat that turns out to be a tiger in disguise. Any suggestions? How
> about Ninja?
>
> Getting back to our ride, the entire group appeared to stay together
> after reaching the wall. Greg and I kept near the front, while Shrek
> stayed closer to the back I think. We went down Woodbury Road toward
> 108. At the light someone in front wasn't paying too close attention
> to incoming traffic and almost got run over. The driver stopped,
> everyone else hesitated and I suddenly found myself right in front
> pulling the whole group down 108. It was very satisfying to pull
> almost the entire length of 108 without being passed. Eventually I
> started feeling the burn in my legs and, predictably, a half-dozen
> guys passed me. I just ducked back into the first gap. Didn't want to
> get caught at the rear.
>
> By the time we finished riding through Cold Spring and Turkey we were
> down to about about 15-20 and Shrek had been dropped. Back to 108,
> then Stillwell and Syosset. A large contingent peeled off to stop at
> the 7-11, while a half-dozen of us kept going down Muttontown. I found
> myself pulling again for a good part of that stretch. On Wolver Hollow
> we came across a flooded patch of road. We just rode very slowly down
> the middle of the road where the water was shallowest. Our pedals
> didn't get wet. More fast pacelining brought us back to the LIE via
> Wheatley. I told Greg about the sprint race finish that I knew would
> come at the end, but he chose to skip that and turn off at Lakeville.
>
> I did my best to position myself for the sprint — I figured 4th wheel
> — and to guess which wheel would be the best one to draft. One more
> guy peeled off to go home and I know Greg wasn't in the running. It
> was down to me and 4 other guys. After the last traffic light, at
> Lakeville the already fast pace quickened some more and I found myself
> 3rd wheel, struggling to hang on the next roller. After we crested,
> the pace eased up again and I got a chance to rest a bit. I saw the
> last roller up ahead, much tamer than the previous. I tried really
> hard not to go too early, but I couldn't help myself. Even though I
> knew two guys were marking me from behind, I did my best to bolt as
> hard as I could, in hope of dropping them.
>
> In the end I only dropped the two I was drafting behind and I was
> overtaken by the two behind me. Still, I'm slowly getting better at
> this. Perhaps, if keep at it, and get lucky, I just might win one of
> these sprints some day. My stats at that point were 47 miles at 18.5
> average.
>
> Beast
>
>
>
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