My IHBC lasted all of 33 minutes, and pursued by thunder I hit the driveway just as the first raindrop hit my upper lip. That’ll teach me to piss away 20 minutes of fleeting sunshine chatting with the neighbors. If I could’ve kept my fat yap shut, my fat ass might be a tad smaller. But noooo.
Anthony Colby and Mara Abbott got a slightly better workout — they won their respective races at the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic this morning. My man Ned Overend could only manage 15th, two and a half minutes back. He must’ve had a mechanical. Or maybe somebody shot him.
My brother Mad Dog Mikey O’Schenk rode in for 67th in the masters 55-64, crossing in 3:52:17. And oh, the shame — his wife, Susan, was 17 seconds faster, finishing 19th in women 45-54. Mike Elmer was the fastest ex-Dog; his 2:49:17 was good enough for 28th among the senior men IV-V 19-34. Tungsten Alcazar was the slowest, crossing in 3:53:28 for 104th in masters 35-44.

No disrespect meant, but how old is Ned these days?
Hey, Doug — Deadly Nedly, a.k.a. “The Lung,” a four-time winner of the Iron Horse, is 53, two years younger than Your Humble Narrator. I swear that if you slipped into his house the night before a race and sawed off both of his legs, he would grow a new set overnight and be toeing the start line in the morning, ready to kick your ass with them. Dude is unreal.
I hear you, Pat. Ned would kill my slow ass in a heartbeat.I’m 46, just an average cyclist, and not an “athlete” by any stretch of the imagination. He will be the wheel chair competitor you portrayed in your ‘toons, STILL breaking everyone balls. KUDOS to NED. I’d have a drink in his honor anytime !
A racer report I got said the roads where dry and warm – funny as I only live 10 miles away (as the crow flies) and it rained hard all day here. An d yes, all the reports were that Ned was out with a back injury, so he comes off the couch and rides a 2:22 or so, UNBELIEVABLE!