Tour
of Somerville
Women’s
P/1/2
20
miles – 15 laps – 4 corners
I joined
Kelley for this classic criterium in NJ, along with Tina Pic, Erica Allar,
Laura Van Gilder and UHC. I heard from
Wendy and others that this is a fun race in downtown Somerville, NJ. All along the race course, which goes along
Main Street and a residential street with 4 corners to make the oval, were
people with cowbells, loud voices, and grills.
People set up tents on front lawns with beer and some awesome smelling
food to watch the day’s races.
The front of the race, as Chuck looks for me in the field (hint: I am no where near LVG) |
The women’s
field was the second to last race of the day.
As the call-ups began, the nerves actually calmed down. I guess I was
too penned in to escape into the crowd and realized that I was going to start
my 4th NCC race. My record so
far: finished: 1, pulled and
scored: 1, pulled and not scored:
1. I really wanted to finish with the
pack. This course was less technical
than the ones we did last year but….Pic, Allar, UHC, did I mention Van Gilder…..and
I did not have fresh legs.
As we lined
up at the start, the announcer introduced Mildred Kugler, for whom the race is
named. History lesson: She was born in 1925, started racing at age
14, national champion in 1940, the same year her father started the Tour of
Somerville. With the words, “Ladies, go”,
we were off.
Wendy told
me that after a few laps I would notice a rhythm to the race, and I did. A friend of mine told me that by riding in
the center of the pack, the wide roads would make it seem like I did not need
to pedal given the draft. He was
correct. Each lap was virtually the
same…first corner easy, second corner slower with sprinting to catch up to the
person in front of you, mellower pace, some serpentining down the back stretch,
scary corner, less scary corner, pick up the pace on the final stretch, repeat.
Kelley and I
both moved around the pack a bit. I was trying to find the place I was most
comfortable through the 3rd corner.
I went through a couple of times in the inside following a UHC wheel
that, compared to our cornering in MABRA, was, well, yikes. With about half the race to go, I realized
that I could finish with the field. I
even managed to drink something out of the water bottle. I could smell food and even cotton
candy. I started to enjoy myself.
With two
laps to go, I told myself that the group would accelerate out of the second
turn and keep going. No matter what, I
would stay there. I would have my best
whatever minute effort to hang on. While
the pace picked up, it was not brutal and Kelley and I were in the main field
on the last lap.
And then,
the famous 4th corner. It
loves skin, I have been told. We cleared
the scary corner and I moved to the right to move up. We went into that last corner and all of a
sudden, Colavita was down in front of me, with bodies in front of her. I swerved to avoid her and was heading to hit
the curb. I tucked and bailed to the
ground and curled up into a little ball in case someone behind me hit me. Luckily, I was wide enough that I was not
hit. I got up, noticed the bike seemed
ok and caught three people ahead of me – perhaps in bad taste to sprint for 47th
place….but….the crowds cheered for me nonetheless. Kelley ended up 33rd or so and
with all her skin intact. Meredith, our
guest rider from Richmond 2015, was also in the crash and fared worse than I
did, and my fingers are crossed that she escaped without broken bones (she was
scheduled to see a doctor today).
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