Weeeee! Bellaton Storms Bulldog

Our "little" local group of Velo Bellas has been growing in the last 2 years, and today, we rocked the house! And sooo close to a podium sweep.....

The Bulldog Road race is run by our local Camp Pendleton Marine base. I can't tell you how much I enjoy the Marine's running events. Shit gets done. Fast. Races are organized, on time, on schedule and the music is always on overdrive to get you pumped. Kudos to the race organizers. The best part though, are the Marines. The cheer section is AMAZING. Split down the middle, half will cheer you and get you energized. The other half... well, remember in the movies when the Marine is yelling at the top of his lungs, eyes like daggers, face as red as a tomato, veins bulging, and along with the projectile spittle, the vocal cords manage, "that all you GOT??!???" Yup, that'll get ya movin'.

The women's race had a whopping 96 riders to finish. Wow.... great turnout. Most racers hadn't ever done a road race before. And then there are the handful of crazy riders who know what pain they're about to endure. We were the last group to go off which means we're sifting through the men in front of us that aren't hanging. My husband also raced his first road race today with team Moment Cycle Sport. They had a group of 5-6 riders and managed to get the men's overall win! Go Moment!

I'm not an experienced road racer. I've done 5 road races in the last 3 years, nada mucho. That is however, an average of 4.5 races more than most of the field. To all the bellas around me I advised them to stay near the front to avoid any crashes, but not to pull. If someone wanted to pull 100 ladies down the street, sweet. I just believed it didn't have to be us. It isn't a race to get out there, it would be a race to get home.

So in a nice big group we stayed. No attacks. No madness. Yet. Then I attacked. We had about 800 meters to a downhill, then a sharp left turn, then "The Hill". There's only 1 major climb on the course, it's half way through, and guaranteed the top riders would make a move here. For the last 2 years I've climbing ok, but never even saw the lead group break away because I was already behind. This time I was going to be the leader up the hill and if someone was going to attack, they'd have to pass me. And I'd see them. Half way up Jen (Yake) Neuschwander & I were riding side by side in the front. Then comes Christine Silcox. This was now a Bellaton! 3 Bellas leading at the front up the climb. The followers were just marking us, so I yelled for a little help up front. Two other girls came up around us to take the lead. The thought was to get someone else to work a little when it flatten out so we weren't out in front the entire time. It was a good thought, but then the 2 of them took off (We'll call them Colnago girl & Girl 2) and just simply dropped all of us. Jen & I worked together to catch the 2 of them up front along the top & downhill, but they were hammering.

Once down the hill Jen & I had collected 3 more. We were now a group of 5, we could catch them. We organized, 30 second pulls. Annamarie (unattached) would simply rip our legs off when she hit the gas. She's now been recruited to Bellanation. Jen, Christine, Annamarie, myself and Tiny girl (don't know her name) worked and worked but just couldn't catch these 2 girls. Impossible. They've got to crack. They've been TTing for 10 miles! Finally on the final stretch we start to close in on them. Rapidly. But would we have enough real estate to make it in time?

I've screwed up the finish enough times to know better than let up even for a second. It's a complex left-right-left to the finish. Jen took the last pull before the first left. Just as she looked as she was going to pull off, I said to her "don't stop now! They're right there, we deserve this!" So she kept hammering. If she had slowed, she would have lost all power through the turns and there isn't enough straight chute to get real estate back. I launched around the right corner and took the risk and hit it as hard as I could. I passed Girl 2 entering the chute. I was closing on Colnago girl, but she hung on for the win. You go girl. Nice ride.

As I crossed the finish line - it occurred to me. I just placed 2nd overall! Not age group. Not top ten. PODIUM! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Looking back, the overall win would have been nice-but the teamwork we showed ROCKED and I couldn't ask for more. Even better was Christine placed 3rd overall & Jen 4th. Those two are a testament to hard time spent on the bike makes for massive improvements. We all did something today than we couldn't have done 2 years ago. Dave caught the final turn to the chute when I passed Girl 2 on his crackberry.

Thank you to ALL the Velo Bellas - you ladies ROCK! Not to mention the hardware... Oh la la!!

Raja Lahti (2nd Overall, 1st Age Group)
Christine Silcox (3rd Overall, 1st Age Group)
Jenn Neuschwander (4th Overall, 2nd Age Group)
Beth Callhan (3rd Age Group)
Erin Horan Gonzales
Sandra Fairchild
Madelyn Horton (3rd Age Group)
Vicki Jones
Lynn Scozzari
Sherry Mesman
Cindy O'Grady (1st Age Group)
Jackie Bickford (2nd Athena)
Whitney DeSpain (3rd Athena)

Tour of California MADNESS!

OMG!


Yep... I know those Borat twins.... as it happens, it started with a fundraising dare. If the money was raised, there would be a facinating formation of Borats racing up Palomar with the pelaton. Needless to say, the camera man got the first taste...

Then the Pelaton gets a good laugh..

Fast Freddy Rodriguez from Rock Racing is more like Freaked Freddy!


Slide show of the Solvang TT:

Frozen Peas

The love my family. Dave & I just recently bought our first home. Having a guest room has been nice - for the family. Both Dave's & my parents have taken the opportunity to come and visit which has been great.

One thing about parents coming into the house and making themselves at home (which is nothing but fantastic) is they're not necessarily familiar with the habits of athletics... and sports injury. I seem to be a pro.. at injuries. To clarify, not even in the same ballpark as pro athletes, but I think I could keep 'em all busy with my sports injuries.

Recently I've been back to see my hero, Gino Cinco at University City Physical Therapy on a mystery shoulder injury. Woke up one day and couldn't even brush my hair... oh boy. Off to see Gino. Back from Gino and out come the frozen peas. Long live frozen peas, God's gift to sports injuries. I'm not sure what I'd do without my faithful frozen peas. A little strain, a little tweak, a little pull, out come the peas.

So back to family. I love family. It's such a treat when mom comes to the house and makes us dinner. Mom.... great stir fry, where did you get these peas? ....

I'm thinking these peas look familiar....

Enjoy your peas,

Raja

"The Man"

You know you're in deep when celebrity sightings no longer involve film or TV, but rather legends of sick & twisted endurance sports... like..

The Man

Dave "The Man" Scott. Ba-zillion time Ironman legend.

Did I mention he's wicked cool? Hubby Dave & I went out for a "moderate" 50 mile ride with friends of Nytro Multisport. Scott made a surprise appearance at our TCSD club meeting earlier in January and when the bets start to fly on when The Man is going to hit the hammer, I should have taken warning.

We started with 100+ riders, and ended with about 15. I think the theme was "Kill the Girl". The first 25 miles were moderate. The next 20.. were not. It was a white knuckled, girl on a wire ride, but I hung in there and even found myself sucking Scott's wheel at times. If I recall correctly, he was on mine at one point. Equal rights. How I survived, I have no clue. Fried & cooked, but not over done.

Hubby Dave had one of the most inspirational rides of his life. Pictured above Hubby Dave on left & Dave Scott on right leading the fractured group.

Thanks Dave Scott for a fantastic day!

Happy riding,

Raja

FITT to be dirty!

That's right - another muddy buddy Fiesta Island Time Trial. Two years ago a persistent light rain turned an otherwise simple time trial into a mud bath. We were cleaning mud and sand out of cracks - on the bike too. This year we were looking at the same. Three days of solid rain slowed to on & off rain showers leaving the island road muddy and slick in a few spots. Nevertheless, the madness shall go on. Saturday I rode down to Fiesta and evaluated the conditions. Huge puddles crossing nearly the entire road. OK if you're in a car.. but racing a TT bike.. yikes. (On a funny note, I was riding in Tri Club San Diego kit and a fellow TCSD member driving home noticed me riding & pulled along side. After quick introductions he quickly smiled and said, "so you're the Indian Guy!") Race directors did a good job sweeping the course and reduced the massive puddles to mere muddy patches on the road.

More impressive when it comes to weather, was the absolutely abysmal conditions at Boulevard Road Race yesterday. While I haven't yet checked the numbers myself, rumor has it that a Pro/1/2 field had a 75% drop out rate. Snow. Last year I was so miserably cold I decided it wasn't worth it. I'm glad I did! I think even Landis froze his huevos.

Rumor had it Landis was being saved a spot at the time trial today. We did get some pro riders from Fly V Australia & Jelly Belly, but Landis was not among them.

The first sign the weather wasn't going to be ideal was the double rainbow. Pretty...pretty sucky more like it considering that was heading in our direction. My brilliant idea of bringing a little Murphy into the mix - if you don't bring an umbrella, it will 100% rain. If you bring an umbrella, it'll be sunny n'dry. So I called Stacy & picked up her tent... if a tiny little umbrella could spur a little Murphy action, then a tent... Iza wrong... it rained, so under the tent I went! I'm sooo pretty!

I had a friend come with me. Rie has been a long friend of mine from the horse competition days. We worked together for Olympic rider Charlotte Bredahl up in Solvang. She came down to San Diego for the weekend and wanted to see "this thing I do". Silly Raja. Get a car!

Ten minutes into my warm up, she says, "your steaming".

Last year I learned my lesson.. don't even think of cutting it close to start time. They indeed, will start without you. So I arrive 20 minutes early and begin to freeze my little **** off. Finally I'm off and riding. I told myself to take it easy the first lap. I have a tendency to bust out of the gate and see just how high my heart rate can go. Not necessarily the best of tactics. In fact, kinda stupid really. I just get sooo excited.. gotta go, gotta go!

Lap 1 felt good. Steady, but strong. Lap 2 ahead of target and feeling good, stronger than I remember feeling. Lap 3: Ka-BOOM! Legs were failing to turn over and feeling like rocks. So that's where I need more strength! I like to do these races as a test of conditioning. I can get a pretty good feel for my training. Today I was right were I wanted to be. Not a PR, but 1 minute ahead of last year's race and only 50 seconds off my PR. I placed 2nd (and 2nd overall) with 32:24 behind local crazy woman Anna Gerber. This girl is a fire ball of energy and loves to give those boys a little pinch in the butt as she whips past. I expecting a proper Gerber spanking, which I got, but I'm cool with that. Well, I'm not cool with it, but a little reality keeps me cool.

Happy Riding!

Raja