San Jose World Championships

After work yesterday, humped it over the sCruzian hills and checked out the final few laps of suffering on the Coyote Creek course.

i love twilight training races like these. they're filled with locals who might only do 1 or none USAC sanctioned races in a year (or a life) ... but man-O-man, these cats throw down like there's no tomorrow.

last nite, as the cards were played serious in the final half hour of racing, there was a bit of field overlap between categories. It made for a shingle, or two of frustration for the racers and scorers, but i loved it because i got to see my woman grit and stick with the bigboy attacks up and over that bitch of a power climb.


damn sexy.