Like probably most everyone else who's involved with cyclocross in the middle of the Mid Atlantic, we'll be at DCCX this weekend. That's right it's once again time for DCMTB's "how in the sam hill did they get the go ahead to have a race there" paragon of wonderment and pain. Our team will be out in full strength, with Paul trying to defend his lead in the MABRA Super 8 series, Katie throwing her hat into the "A" race ring for the first time, Laurel back in action on her new carbon wonderbike after a brief midseason break, Callum and his new and improved back (now with no spasms!) and no rocks in his shoe, and me once again definitively proving how much faster my bike is than Gus's (even though he has like an 85 person head start on me in the grid).
At the tent, we'll have all the merriment you can stand, plus road and cross bikes and wheels (Mike promises to bring the 85s) for you to ogle. Stop by say hello.
According to LP there will be both beer and fighting. I look forward to both.