Ricky D riding for the US Postal Service delivers...

Single Speeds Everywhere:
This race by and far had more single speeders than any 24/12/18 hour race I have done before. It was really cool. Usually at these things folks look at me on a single and are just baffled, not so today, I'd say there were probably 50 or so folks busting out on the single speeds. That was cool. Ricky D, Joe P, Stoner, (who won 3 man sport also with 13 laps) had the best team name: US Postal.

The Crying Game:
So I've done 15 team endurance races now. Starting with the 24hrs of Canaan in 1994. And in all 15, when it was all said and done, I cried my eyes out. I can't quite explain why, it just always happens. Maybe it's exhaustion, maybe it's the total commitment it takes to get through these races. Maybe I'm just weak. My teammates, know it's coming. This morning was no different, I talked to Diane on the cell before my last lap, she said, "don't you go and get choked up yet, you still have a job to do." Indeed I did. When Lauri was went out for her last laps, Fitzy looked at me, "don't you start yet, we aren't done." During the last section of the lap, I let loose. I was riding, and crying, like a fool. I zipped up the Spot Wool Jersey like I've seen guys do in Cycling videos, rode through the last section of the course and into the transition area. I rang the pink bell on my bike gave Joe P, a big high five, and thrust my arms in the air in victory. I don't get to win all that often, but I really savored every moment of that final 100 yards.