As I sit down to write this, I realize how often I write things about how lucky I am for the weekend and how special the venue is to me. This weekend was no exception. NBX takes place in Warwick, RI, and though the no-longer-there Providence race is where I got my start, this race just a few miles south …
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NECX, wraps on a beach.
Oh cyclocross, what a wicked sport you are. You are cold, you are harsh, you are fast, and unforgiving. Why do I have to show up 3 hours early in the cold for a 40 minute race? Why do I need to pack 6 suitcases for two short days of racing? Why do I have to change my clothes 4-6 …