Maybe it isn't Italy I love. Maybe it is Italian food, red wine, & the cute accent. But then again, why wouldn't you love Italy? Rachel Lloyd and I made the trip down to Milan for the last world cup. Although I am not going to say I am satisfied with my performance (are you ever?), it was a step in the right direction. There is a post about it on cyclocross magazine. The race was good, with surprisingly warmer and semi-sunny weather. It was MUCH better than the forecast. In fact, I didn't have gloves light enough for the race, and that is definitely a change. The one race I didn't bring them and it was the only one thus far I could have worn them. Go figure.
I think Rachel and I were the only athletes at the entire race that flew down there with our 2 bikes. We got many looks of pity from the other racers that were on our flight, including Sven Nys. Yep, we chatted with him at baggage claim. Rachel was bold enough to go initiate the conversation, so I just tagged along. But we are pretty used to the routine of bike packing and unpacking, being that we do it every weekend in the states. A bit out of practice over here, but we managed.
The park where the venue was at was quite nice. They made one heck of a hard course out of nothing. No real terrain features, but there was plenty to keep you on your toes for the race. And absolutely NO place to rest. And then the race was a long one. Whew! It made for a couple of hungry bike races, so before we left Italy, we had to eat something other than hotel food. This experience is posted on monavie-cannondale.com.
I think Rachel and I were the only athletes at the entire race that flew down there with our 2 bikes. We got many looks of pity from the other racers that were on our flight, including Sven Nys. Yep, we chatted with him at baggage claim. Rachel was bold enough to go initiate the conversation, so I just tagged along. But we are pretty used to the routine of bike packing and unpacking, being that we do it every weekend in the states. A bit out of practice over here, but we managed.
The park where the venue was at was quite nice. They made one heck of a hard course out of nothing. No real terrain features, but there was plenty to keep you on your toes for the race. And absolutely NO place to rest. And then the race was a long one. Whew! It made for a couple of hungry bike races, so before we left Italy, we had to eat something other than hotel food. This experience is posted on monavie-cannondale.com.
Uh, does this really need explanation? Sprechen Sie Deutsch???
Joe Sales modeling the lastest fashion in Italy.
And Melissa & Kendra cheering from home.
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