After being inspired by watching some big golf tournament on tv while eating the corn pancakes I cooked up, we went out to hit (and miss, in my case) some balls of our own. First was the driving range where I discovered that I'm about as coordinated as a drunk German at a soccer game. While Oscar and Thomas railed balls way out to the 175 meter mark, I struggled to get mine to leave the mat. After a quick pause to eat some italian ice, we turned to the putt-putt course to test our skills there. Jafer and Thomas excelled in this discipline of the stupid sport, but at least I didn't get last....that spot was reserved for Oscar.
Again, we headed to the velodrome, and again we didn't really know what to expect other than the fact that there was gonna be some kind of group ride. Today we got the crit we had been hoping for yesterday. It wasn't just a group ride though, this was a well-organized practice race with numbers, $5 entry fee, and waivers. We hadn't brought our licenses but Oscar sweet talked the guy into letting us race be saying "Aww, c'mon, we's jus a coupla stoopid jawr-juh boooys." Haha, no the guy was really nice and didn't need the sweet talk....but Oscar did say that.
This was a fast race. We did 30 laps around this 1 mile loop in the park, with sprints for points every 3 laps. We all took some turns off the front, and Thomas did what he does best and placed in most of the sprints. After that, plus the ride home, we were all pretty pooped; its been a hard but really fun couple of days of riding. Some really good training I think.
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