by Jason Gay
I rode, I skidded, I crashed twice (it's fun in cyclocross!), I pulled
a very large stick from my drivetrain and I was about a quarter-lap
from finishing when they pulled us all off the course because of a
lightning storm. I took first, but I didn't get to cross the finish
line and give the elaborate salute I have been practicing by myself in
Prospect Park. Bummer.
This was my first cross weekend and though I suck in many critical
aspects of the sport (like, um, getting on the bike) I loved it --
totally demanding, exhausting and no hiding in a pack, which is good
for a newbie like me. The C field was bigger on Sat - like 12 or 13 and
I finished 4th in that one. Pete B. was incredibly helpful with advice
and support. He also soft-pedals his weekend - I'm no expert, but his
back-to-back top 10s in the big and competitive B field seem pretty
freaking good to me. It was impressive to watch his skills, or skillz,
as Napoleon Dynamite would say.