There's a new kind of bike race coming to town. It's not like it's never been done here, but it's been a damn long time, so it's as good as new.
It's a Roubaix, and we're overdue here in Spo. "Roubaix is the new Cyclocross." I just made that up, but I think I'm dead nuts on. It will hurt you so good. It happens just after Easter, so you can eat chocolate all the way through Lent and then do all your penance retroactively and condensed. I'm pretty sure that's the texbook definition of Purgatory, which is exactly what we're talking about here.
You ride a road bike, 'cause if you do it on a cross bike, you'll get killed. You might mount up some 25's, or you might do it on your normal 23's. This particular 23-mile loop, done multiple times, has 4 miles of soggy dirt roads and is littered with endless, demoralizing rollers. It's suitable only for hard boys and girls and I will be fantasizing between now and then about the hard girls.
Here are a coupla preview shots:
My favorite bike club is hosting, so watch their website or the WSBA calendar for details. Then get ready to show up and throw up.
Here's the map.
The schedule rocks: You can fry your early-season brain and body at Frozen Flatlands on Apr 3-4. Then, on the following weekend, you can drag your un-recovered mangled self out to the RVP on Sat, then get up at the butt-crack-of-dawn and load your wasted bike and self into a car and drive your sorry ass over for the Rocky Mt Roubaix on Sun and get your massive roubaix fix in on one epic weekend. After that whole deal, the whole rest of the racing season will seem like a walk in the park.