amy alison dombroski

2011 Blogs

That's what Pontchateau means in American, right? At any rate I'm
gladit wasn't a bridge over troubled water...Only my start was.  I've
gone
full gear reverse in uci points and in today's field of 28, I was
right around the last one called up.  No worries though, that's really
not many people to work through, especially in today's wide open
course.  The course was reminiscent of CrossVegas, wide track, long
straights, some fast corners, but more tacky than that Vegas
sponge-turf.  And a balmy 40-50f degrees felt almost as shocking as
Vegas' 90 degrees. I think this was the first Euro course that I
haven't been scared on, it was just balls-to-the-wall fast and wicked
fun.
When I'm not on the front row I always hope I'll find that opening,
that magic passageway void of elbows, colliding wheels, and crashes.
Although starts are always important, today was less stress if it
didn't go to plan so I bided my time.  Again the aggressive nature of
racing was present as a few times I was stuffed into fences and ridden
off lines.  But after yelling "you cow!" at one rider my anger
switched inta a new gear and I was able to work through a good bit of
women on the first lap, in  particular a descent through a couple
small soft ruts where many women were sitting up to take a breath.
After this descent we ducked into a wooded section of course which
held smoking fast tacky wide trail with 2 stair sections.  My
dismounts and short lil steps were spot on at these, but my remounts
are what I need to focus on.  After the 2nd set of stairs we went up a
long drag of a climb ( this section sparked my memories of Vegas the
most).  It rounded left where cross-eyed, I had to force myself back
onto the big chainring for a descent into a u-turn and back up another
drag climb through the 2nd pit and back onto pavement through the
start/finish.
The night prior to the race I took inventory of where the important
efforts would be made and where I could potentially take a breath.
The course ended up being so fast that it seemed the gas pedal always
needed to be pushed.  But certainly the biggest effort was after that
2nd stairs leading into the Vegas wall. Here is where I made the
majority of my forward momentum in attempt to leap frog group to
group.  With 3 to go I found myself with a group of 3 who were not
overly willing to share time at the front, so I was stuck with debacle
of whether to sit on front to drive the pace, or to sit on and lose
time to racers ahead and behind us.  On the final lap I had in my mind
where I was going to make my big attack to clear the other 3 girls,
but found myself with a prime opportunity earlier in the lap for this
attack and went for it, holding off the 3 chasers for 12th place, my
2nd best World Cup result.
Thank you for reading, thank you for your support and belief.

That's what Pontchateau means in American, right? At any rate I'm gladit wasn't a bridge over troubled water...Only my start was.

I've gone full gear reverse in uci points and in today's field of 28, I was right around the last one called up.  No worries though, that's really not many people to work through, especially in today's wide open course.  The course was reminiscent of CrossVegas, wide track, long straights, some fast corners, but more tacky than that Vegas sponge-turf.  And a balmy 40-50f degrees felt almost as shocking as Vegas' 90 degrees. I think this was the first Euro course that I haven't been scared on, it was just balls-to-the-wall fast and wicked fun.

When I'm not on the front row I always hope I'll find that opening, that magic passageway void of elbows, colliding wheels, and crashes. Although starts are always important, today was less stress if it didn't go to plan so I bided my time.  Again the aggressive nature of racing was present as a few times I was stuffed into fences and ridden off lines.  But after yelling "you cow!" at one rider my anger switched inta a new gear and I was able to work through a good bit of women on the first lap, in  particular a descent through a couple small soft ruts where many women were sitting up to take a breath.

After this descent we ducked into a wooded section of course which held smoking fast tacky wide trail with 2 stair sections. My dismounts and short lil steps were spot on at these, but my remounts are what I need to focus on.  After the 2nd set of stairs we went up a long drag of a climb ( this section sparked my memories of Vegas the most).  It rounded left where cross-eyed, I had to force myself back onto the big chainring for a descent into a u-turn and back up another drag climb through the 2nd pit and back onto pavement through the start/finish.

The night prior to the race I took inventory of where the important efforts would be made and where I could potentially take a breath.  The course ended up being so fast that it seemed the gas pedal always needed to be pushed.  But certainly the biggest effort was after that 2nd stairs leading into the Vegas wall. Here is where I made the majority of my forward momentum in attempt to leap frog group to group.  With 3 to go I found myself with a group of 3 who were not overly willing to share time at the front, so I was stuck with debacle of whether to sit on front to drive the pace, or to sit on and lose time to racers ahead and behind us.  On the final lap I had in my mind where I was going to make my big attack to clear the other 3 girls, but found myself with a prime opportunity earlier in the lap for this attack and went for it, holding off the 3 chasers for 12th place, my 2nd best World Cup result.

Thank you for reading, thank you for your support and belief.


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