Sunday, October 31, 2010

We Save Animals, too!


















The ladies of CAWES are also known for their important efforts in aiding animals. Just this morning, whilst out riding, Kacy and Sarah helped rescue a Downy Woodpecker from most certain squashing. She was sitting in the road as we went by and we made sure that she was safely off the road.

Good karma for the ride was felt and we did our good deed for the day.

Happy Halloween!!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

CAWES visits the Rally to Restore Sanity

When Michelle and I headed out this morning to check out all the costumes and fun signs, we were able to maneuver quite easily around the capitol on our bikes. No problemo. Until 11:50am when the masses descended like the swarm of bees Colbert threatened to release. Trapped with bikes at our side, we wormed our way through thousands of people between Constitution and Madison. Mayhem, but in a good way. Not an adventure for the claustrophobic or anyone in a rush to move...an inch. 45 minutes to go one block.

One rather tall gentleman offered to open a gap in the crowd for us and thanked us for cycling (instead of driving presumably). Others looked at my SRM and noted that my average mph and stats were going to suck for today.

We finally escaped the crowds that just kept coming down 7th street and ducked into Teaism for some limeade and Salty Oat Cookies. And the best part, Michelle pulled up the rally on live feed so we could see and hear everything while nestled in the shop where the air was thick with the sweet scents of tea. Visitors came in to watch with us and remarked how incredible the day was. Jon Stewart requested no douchebags and the masses listened. There was a light-hearted sanity in numbers, we think close to a million, but we'll wait to hear what's reported later this week.


Thursday, October 28, 2010

Going (Gone?) Nuts!

I think that this might actually be a moment when a picture really is worth a thousand words.

Thank you, Nuts Online for providing the Porkchop with some of her favorite on (and off) the bike snacks!

On The VERGE!

We were very lucky to work with the great folks at VERGE on our newly designed 2010 kits. For 2011, VERGE has become one of our official sponsors and we are super excited to be working with them again. Our bums were never happier than when they were propped upon a VERGE chamois. And our arms and legs were wrapped in warm, fuzzy goodness every time we pulled on our arm and leg warmers. Most important, we loved the way the clothing fit and allowed us to look fantastic out on the circuit! Hey - as David Lee Roth once said, "It's not whether you win or lose, it's how good you look!"




THANKS, VERGE...for making us look WICKED awesome!!

NRC Calendar Announced

As we finalize our team roster (more announcements to come) and continue to recover from the 2010 season, USA Cycling is already scheduling our lives for 2011. Yesterday, the 2011 NRC Calendar was announced.

A few surprises appeared with the unveiling of the calendar, the most exciting and frightening is the addition of the Tour of the Battenkill to the NRC circuit. Already an extremely difficult race, Battenkill now becomes even more challenging with the addition of a field of professional women! YIKES! You know it's scary when Evelyn Stevens describes the race in one word...EPIC!!

The complete calendar appears below. At the very least, you will be able to catch the gals in Wasabi and Orchid at the highlighted events below. We hope to make at least one or two Stage Races this year, so Cascade or Nature Valley could end up on the short list!

2011 USA Cycling National Racing Calendar

Mar. 30-Apr. 3: Redlands Bicycle Classic Stage Race

Apr. 9: Sunny King Criterium

Apr. 16: Tour of the Battenkill Road Race

Apr. 27-May 1: SRAM Tour of the Gila

Apr. 30-May 8: USA CRITS Speedweek

May 5-8: Joe Martin Stage Race p/b Nature Valley

May. 14: Tour de Grove

May. 21-22: Wilmington Grand Prix

Jun. 5: Liberty Classic

Jun. 11-12: Air Force Cycling Classic Omnium

Jun. 15-19: Nature Valley Grand Prix

Jul. 3: Fitchburg-Longsjo Classic

Jul. 5-10: Tour de Toona

Jul. 19-24: Cascade Classic Stage Race

July 27-31: Tour de Nez

Aug. 6: Presbyterian Hospital Invitational

Aug. 20: Grand Cycling Classic

Aug. 21: Evanston Grand Prix

Aug. 27-28: Chris Thater Memorial

Sept. 2-5: Labor Day Omnium

Oct. 2: CapCrit p/b WCSA


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Yet Another Addition!

Good morning, Campers!

CAWES would like to announce another new rider to the 2011 team.

Please join us in welcoming Cyclocross Superstar Arley Kemmerer to CAWES!!

Arley was a guest rider for us at the Liberty Classic in 2010, and has been a fixture in the road race and cyclocross scene of the Mid-Atlantic for several years. Previously of HUB racing and currently racing cyclocross for C3 Athletes Serving Athletes, Arley has posted podium finishes this year at Granogue, Charm City Cross, Concrete Crater Cross, and wins at Ellison Park Cyclocross and DCCX.
Arley is also deeply committed to developing Women's cyclocross in the region and has already hosted several Women's-Only Cyclocross clinics.

We're thrilled to have her on board for 2011!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Keeping Austin Weird

I apologize for a lack of pictures... I suppose it's the occupational hazzard of traveling/racing alone and just trying to make sure I remembered everything for race day. But here you go:

In short….
I swam, biked, ran and then collapsed into a heap of trembling jello, not knowing which way was up. And managed to qualify for 2011 Word 70.3 Championships.

In a little more depth…
I arrived in Austin a bit overwhelmed, befuddled and disheveled. Traveling with the bike just simply sucks, and traveling alone with a bike, a huge bag and a feeling that you’re in completely in over your head is probably the level of hell that resides in the lost manuscripts of Dante’s Inferno. In the week leading up to Austin I had experienced every emption – fear, joy, relief, excitement, and anger. I’m still not exactly sure what each was directed at, and some was most likely a result of tapering and having a slow week at work, but nonetheless by the time I boarded the plane Friday afternoon I was just wishing it was Sunday night already.

However, here’s where I have to give due credit to Ironman. Screw UPS… Ironman loves logistics… or at least blows everyone else out of the water with them. From packet-pick up to a pre ride of the course, to racking my bike to swimming, everything ran smoothly and my nerves began to calm. I chatted with a few people about the course and started to feel ready to go.

Sunday… race time…. The curse of being in the women’s 30-34 age group is that we always tend to start last. While in theory this sounds nice (an 8:30 as opposed to 7am start), the transition area still closes at the same time, so it makes for an hour and a half of standing around and getting nervous waiting to race. It’s also a huge age group (over 180 starters in my wave) which, for a non-swimmer such as myself, can prove a bit intimidating. When the time finally came, I waded myself into the lake, positioned somewhere near the middle front, and just hoped for the best. All in all the swim was one of my best. Though there were a few washing-machine churning moments, for the most part I felt in control. And then something strange happened… I actually started passing people. It took me a minute to realize they were actually women in my heat, not stragglers from the heat prior, as this is not a situation in which I find myself typically. Trudging out of the water I heard the announcer say something to the effect of “the beginning of the women are starting to come out of the water now.” Beginning? I’m never in what could be considered the “top” few coming out of the water. Must be talking about something else. I plopped down to have my wetsuit peeled and ran to my bike.

The transition was when it really hit me. “There are still a lot of bikes here.” I remember thinking to myself. Followed by “holy shit that means I have to actually RACE this thing.” I didn’t dally around transition, but grabbed my helmet, threw on my shoes (after multiple warnings of the stickers and thorns in the grass I opted to wear my shoes out of transition – good call) and portaged my bike ‘cross style (again fearful of thorns) through the grass to the bike exit. As the course unfolded I was thankful for my shoe-wearing/bike-carrying exit from transition. Multiple people were fixing flats or stopping to pull barbs out of their feet. Neither seemed like fun situations. The bike course unfolded along rural central Texas rolling hills. The rollers were such that I was able to stay aero and in the big ring. As I started passing people, the thrill of racing actually caught up with me. Another porps to Ironman for a well-marked and incredibly well supported leg of the course. With the exception of the women who told me she didn’t want me to pass her (well, then you’re going to have to ride faster, lady), I blissfully lost myself in the race. The ride actually felt good…a nice surprise given my feelings on the relative elevation change of the course.

I wish I could say the same for the run. I honestly don’t remember too much about it other than it was not fun. It was half pavement/half grass and all torture. Though I was moving pretty well through the first lap, the big ball of flame that is the central Texas sun decided to rear its ugly head and spew fire upon me. Though the DC summer was hotter than usual, I had started to grow accustomed to fall in the mid-Atlantic. Apparently fall is some sort of cruel joke in Texas, with nice, pleasant mornings and then soul-sapping afternoons that thrive on blasting the hopes of out-of-state racers. With each aid station I passed I tried to calculate how far until the next one. Iced sponges were a cool oasis in the misery, but only temporary relief. As the mercury climbed up, every step felt like hot coals were being jammed up my legs. Ahh… sweet pain. I help a fairly respectable 7min-ish pace until the final two miles, when my body became physically incapable of moving forward. One hears talk to “hitting a wall”, and I’ve run enough marathons to know that said metaphoric wall rears its ugly head. However this was a literal wall… as I had, in my heat-induced delirium ran into the barrier meant to turn the course into the finish stretch. (it’s pretty sad when the “finish stretch” is two miles…) Quickly ascertaining that something was amiss, I managed to turn left and start up the false-flat of doom into the finish area. My somewhat respectable miles pace was gone by now, and after the love affair with the barrier, just moving forward made me happy. I kept telling myself that I could hang on for 15 min (lies!) and that being able to see the finish line somehow would make it all better. In a hodgepodge of noise and lights (the course went in and out of an area twice in the final mile, the contrast between the sunlight and the fluorescent lighting reaking havoc on my eyeballs) I somehow managed to pass at least one more women to solidify my position in the top 10, and top 5% of females overall, qualifying me for Worlds. I was handed a medal and a hat (go Ironman, again, for actually giving me something useful) and slumped down somewhere on the floor until I got enough wits about me to wander to find something to eat. The wonderful people at Ironman outdid themselves once again, and provided mini-milkshakes. Because nothing brings Ramba back from the dead like a milkshake.

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur. However, my one logistical suggestion to Ironman is that they provide all the single women traveling a lone with hot porters for post-race bike carrying and massage. Or, at the very least, give the bike packing, putting-back together and cleaning ninjas my correct address. My bike is still in the box, but I’m already planning the road season and working on gearing up for worlds.

Grr, Kill, Eat Babies,
Ramba

Friday, October 22, 2010

Website Updated!

Utilizing the latest app for iPhone, we realized that our old website was considered "ugly." In an attempt to increase the aesthetic pleasure of our site visitors, we updated our design, revamped our pages, and gave the CAWES team site a little boost!

Please check it out and be aware that it is still in the works - things will be added, changed, updated, improved, and otherwise edited so that we can score a solid 10 on our iPhone by the New Year!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Hustling like a Hillbilly

Alaina and Ky hit the dirt at the Hillbilly Hustle this past weekend. Here's a great video made by friend Carlos Cabalu. Thanks for sharing, Carlos!! :)

Friday, October 1, 2010

2011 Roster Update!

Hey everyone!

Well, the big day is finally here! We're announcing our 2011 Roster!!

Returning to the team for the 2011 season will be longtime teammates Robin Meidhof and Michelle Hart. Alaina Gurski and Sarah Iepson will also be coming back to the team for another awesome season in green.

Joining these returning riders are newcomers:

Becky Chan
Kacy Wander
and
Ky Hunter

Becky Chan comes to the team from Sturdy Girl Cycling. A strong sprinter, Becky hopes to upgrade to a Cat 2 during the 2011 season and intends to score some wins as both a sprinter and lead out woman!

Kacy Wander joins the team from Quaker City Wheelmen. An extremely talented rider, Kacy will become the team's #1 climber! With 2010 wins at the Lost River Road Race and the Green Mountain Stage Race, Kacy's mountain goat tendencies are a huge addition to the team.

Ky Hunter dons the green and magenta after a long tour of duty in camouflage! Ky is a Marine Corps Officer who is returning to the racing scene after several deployments overseas. A strong rider and domestique, Ky also hopes to upgrade to Cat 2 this year and will be a fundamental part of team tactics!

Please join us in welcoming these women to the squad - and keep your eyes peeled for more roster and sponsorship news. We are all VERY excited about the upcoming season and can't wait to see you all on the road!