On the Outcome of Round One and Challenges yet to Come

Unfortunately for Andy's roadie pride, the power off came out in a draw. Sort of. We did a best two out of three power start sprints, with Andy winning one, and myself winning two. My first victory was all thanks to my superior sprinting technique, as I threw the bike at the line while we were riding side by side...since this was a test of raw power and not sprinting ability, I had to concede the draw...even though later review of the photo evidence revealed the bastard drafting me on the last two sprints...


Which allowed him to pull even with me near the finish necessitating the picture-perfect sprint finish.








<--Note my superior form.





Not to mention him not being able to keep his rear wheel down while sprinting (So Cat 5, Andy).




In response to what I consider at best a technical draw, I have challenged Andy to a 3-Stage Descend Off. One singletrack descent to be picked by me, one paved (lame) descent chosen by Andy, and the Equalizer round, in which neither of us should have too much advantage...a gravel road descent chosen by our roomate Kyle (Seen here crying because his derailleur cable frayed while spectating the power off.)

Our power may be close to equal, but technique is harder to come by. Although Andy's lardass does has a gravitational advantage, I'd better start pounding cupcakes if I want to win this thing...










p.s. For all my French friends dissapointed they didn't take a stage win today, Happy Bastille Day, Euro Trash!