Philly is finally over... what a long race, 6.5 hours! I need to start doing longer training rides... I suffered like a dog all day unfortunately, just didnt really have the mojo, I think a little out of sorts physically still after my flu virus, but as the post says... its Philly man, its the biggest race in the country, you gotta keep going till they tell ya to stop! I kept eating a ton and drinking loads of motor tabs, eventually my legs came around a little, got through the cramps and the mental fatigue and stayed focused over the Manyunk wall and kept in contact over every ascension of that hill but the last two, the first time I came off I made it back on with a chase group easily, the second time... that was it. I had seen the writing on the wall and took a final effort and brough team mate Matt Winstead up to the front on the flat stuff leading up to it, then rolled it in as long as I could (this took place at miles 135-145 or so.)
The race did 10 laps of the manyunk wall, a really steep hill that is absolutely packed with really pumped racing fans, then 3 little laps of lemon hill to the finish. The wall was an expirience that I will never forget. Those people were awesome, cheering, screaming, spraying us with water, ten deep the whole way up. It felt like the racing videos of the Tour de France I grew up watching, sitting next to riders from the teams that compete in the Tour too... I was pumped up to 11 for sure. Not to mention my friends from Basking Ridge NJ were there screaming bloody murder for me!!! Paul and his buddies came down and were up near the final stretch of the climb, and once I realized who was screaming my name it was so cool to hear it... thanks Paul and Co.!
On the final ascent of the wall I came out of the group, I was one of the last guys to be dropped, but there it was.. I came off. I rode it out as hard as I could and on the finishing circuits the officials stopped my group and pro-rated us to being 9:35 down on the leaders, but as finishing the race all the same.. I wanted very much to finish with the lead group, but at least my three least favorite words in the English language, DNF, are not next to my name someplace! I'll take it :)
The team is wrecked, what a hard core day, we all just ate Philly cheese steaks and are sitting around having some laughs in the hotel room by the airport where we fly to the Nature Valley GP tommorow. Wednesday is the prologue TT... I am wasted now, and ready for a sleep, but I am very satisfied with my ride, I went as hard as I possibly could, dug down inside myself real bad and fought through one of the toughest physical tests of my life. I know what I need to do to get ready for next year now, lots and lots more miles.
I dont have any photos of the race yet, I'll try to rustle a few up... but I dont like posting without any picutres so here is one Birdman took at the gas station the night before the race, "Mom! Wheres the protein!! I told you I need more protein!!!!"

And finally thanks to all my friends who emailed, called or texted me their love and support around this race, it means a lot to me to know you believe in me and hope for my success, I can't wait to call ya'll back with some good news or good luck one of these days!