yusef lateef - "Bishop School"
not much of the shit I like.
my life has always been a bit disjointed, and nonstandard, form my early years, the formative ones, it made it quite a hardship. I made it through it, and now looking back, would I change it? nope. I wouldn't change it.
Phila. Spring Classic Day 1
I did two of the three days of the Phila. spring Classic. Day 1. I had a heroic ride. For early in the year/training its a good gauge on what needs work, but also what kinda legs and heart you/ve got at the moment.
break.... the Phila. S.C. day 1 broke the young lad Julz, he'll grow stronger from it.
It was a good day, an easy weathered day. Frisky, good pace, sprints won, breaks taken, dirt, garbage, around City hall and up Philadelphia's beautiful parkway. Out onto west river drive.... ...where I attacked, in the most opportune time, with a good chunk to go, while a good pace was being pushed and into a slight head wind. I went, and was gone. Its a funny feeling being in the drops, spinning the legs, feeling that pain, I love that journey. at The wall, I had no choice, no real climbing fitness, so it took me a bit of time to get up it. Still I was off the front and outta sight. Not too much longer, down on forbidden drive, I was into close contact with my chasers, so I pushed harder and managed to stay away. The climb up to Chestnut hill, at the steps to the school, I had to hop off the bike to make it up the dirt pitch, thats where 2 caught me. I took a brake, regouped and at the first chance, went. towing Joseph Wentzel. along. All I could do was try to wring Joe out. But, alas, he dug a bit deeper than me, and took me just at the line.
Joe Wentzell- Winner Day 1 Phila. S.C 2011
Classic day 2, starting the day in default 1st, with Joe being a no show, I kept quiet and too myself, truthfully a real bit hung over. I stated that no attacking would be coming from me today, but as we dropped onto the drives, I could see the flags pointing out, a solid tailwind. I went, as a marked man, 3 were on me, and we worked, me a bit less, I was overmyhead in effort. Montana jumped on the wall, off the front solo, Harlan Price, on a single speed caught me on Henry ave, thank god, as I sucked his wheel. I worked for Harlan, If I could help him catch Montana, and come in 3rd, I'd hold onto first place. Never saw Montana till the finish, depite our hard work. He went on to take day 3 and the overall title. Congrats!
I've got a couple more spring tune ups in , doubled up at the S. Jersey (a really good race/tuner-upper, and Philly Phlery (always debauchery) short and going hard from the gun race.
This Morgantown race thats coming up, One of the Best races I did last year, its got me frickin a bit shaken, too much respect?
ha, took off on a solo, a bit of a blow hard tonight.
I don't know shit about jazz, cheers d. lowe.
ps. I really like Ricahrd Sachs post, read it here if you are so inclined. http://www.richardsachs.com/site/2011/03/27/from-attitude-to-solitude/
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