I've been getting very excited about the Leesburg Bakers Dozen. A great local race that is now in its sophomore year. The race was so well received last year that for this go-round the promoter had to cap the registration at 375.......which it filled several weeks ago. True to form, I procrastinated until it was almost to late. We were lucky number 332 out of the 375 cap. Not quite a nail biter, but, I'm glad I didn't wait another day. Could have been S.O.L. That would have sucked because just about everyone we know (in the biking community) is going to be there.
The Keg Meister and I will be representing G-Town....or is it Avalon. I guess with the recent sale of G-Town, the Elkridge shop will have to be the new clubhouse. Anyway, our little commune will house the trio of George, Hall (George) and Troxell and a couple friends riding the race solo. Liz and Carlo will be turning cranks along the Potomac for a cool 13 hours each......hence the name, Bakers Dozen. I bet you already knew that, didn't you. Our next door neighbor's include a strong showing of the Outlaws. They have several teams with a total of ten inmates rolling this Saturday. Directly across from us, Jim and the PedalShop crew have a sweet pit that even includes the carpet from their former location. How's that for comfort! Next to those guys, Larry (MOBL) has a large chunk of real-estate set aside for the Bike Lane team. The list goes on, but you get the idea. It's going to be a party...I mean race with lots of good friends.
Updates and pics will follow after the party.....I mean race. Dang.