Boston College Cycling


BC Cycling: Powered by Cheese Wiz by dpnation

The team headed down to my old stomping grounds this past weekend, the ‘iladelph. Of course, fate would have it that my beloved Wildcats were playing at the Garden and took out #2 Dook and #1 Pitt for a trip to the FINAL FOUR!

Yeah yeah, enough about my undergraduate institution — God wants me to be poor and well educated, hence why I’m at BC now. But I must give credit to Officer Rick’s van driving school my junior year for the safe and super efficient (5.5 hours including two stops) Philly-Bos trip. Everything went off without a hitch, with exception of Amanda the Liar playing the license plate game while the rest of the van (excluding the driver) unknowingly slept in the back.

your fearless van driver

your fearless van driver

Onto the races..

The race season weather has been atypically phenomenal, so balance was restored in the universe by raining both days in Philly.

The circuit/road race (apparently they couldn’t decide what it actually was) yielded points for two in Women’s B: Dana in 10th and Chelsea in 14th. Karl scooped up 22nd in Men’s C and newbie Andrew came in at 29th. Results can be found here.

After the Saturday race, the team commenced its eating tour of Philly foods. After hours of practice, I deemed most team members competent enough to order a cheesesteak from Pat’s without getting sent to the back of the line and/or shot. Chelsea wisely decided not to inquire about their vegetarian options.

Not water ice

Not water ice

We then proceeded to Rita’s where most of the team was too scared of eating authentic water ice and opted for custard instead (still, a solid choice). Unfortunately, I am blogging at work and unable to download pictures of said event, so I am substituting it with a picture of the delicious cannoli that I had at dinner instead.

Then having a moment of food remorse, we decided to go run the Rockie steps in hopes of  preventing our arteries from closing off entirely. Susie the Deliquent took photos, but gave up Facebook for Lent, so check back in a couple weeks and we’ll have some pics of yours truly dominating the stair race (years of running stadiums for crew practice finally paid off). Due to imminent exploding, we were not able to make it to Great Harvest or the other hundred food eateries I frequented at ‘Nova.

Sunday’s crit was flat and rainy, only for the sun to come out as we packed up the van to leave. Charles managed to make it through the crit only after 923046 tubes (good thing Arjun works at IBC and can score a few thousand more for spares).

The Women’s B crit had a few near-misses, but everyone emerged unscathed. I got so many compliments on my Slipstream armwarmers this weekend, maybe they will forget that I’m that b!tch who keeps attacking in races. And look, my first finishing photo. Some ho-bag from Harvard edged me out in the sprint (hi, Anne!) and I took 5th.

The Men’s C crit had Karl in 18th, Andrew in 25th, and Susie winning the 100m dash to the pit. Full crit results are here.

En summary: cheesesteaks + Tastykakes + turkey jerkey = cycling success

Sorry, one more time:

Next weekend is Army, the place where my bone structure failed me. RSVP here.

-Dana

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