My Second MNR.

Finally shaved my legs. Literally took me an hour. But it payed off today. Shaved legs and Lycra feel fucking awesome. Now I understand why the pros do it. I was supposed to go to Cyclones with Eddie, Santos, and George but George lagged it and we ended doing Monday Night Rehab. So you got 4 guys in full lycra at a chill paced ride. It was a fun ride. George got a flat but we fixed it but at the final stop I was told that there was a race. Now, having the team together I was like fuck yeah let's do this! The plan was to paceline all the way to the end. We headed to the start with the ride and it was about 50 or so people ready to race. I was honestly nervous. Having to do 6 miles fast as hell plus there were lights on the way. So everyone was ready. The moment was coming and I literally felt my legs begin to twitch. Osnap then counts us down and we are off. Literally, almost all of the ride took off. It was Santos, Me, George and Eddie. Santos and I riding road and Eddie and George riding fixed. We knew those who sprinted were fucked so we started off normal and then began the chase. The pack was getting cut from 50 to about 30 or less. I kept passing people like nothing. The kids on their fixed gears were winded besides the ones that rode in races and fast rides. Slowly we passed the middle pack and headed to the top. It was Nick and Ty leading it followed by George and some kids on their fixed gears that looked like they were dying. About a mile and a half in we encounter our first light. Ty screams out be careful and we run the red. A blue pickup truck comes flying from the right and nearly misses Ty by inches. I go around it and George had to take the Orange line busway in order to keep up and not lose track of us. The group was cut. I knew this was the moment to stay with the lead. It was now Nick and me leading the pack followed by Santos, Ty, Byron, Eddie, George (on the busway)  and a couple of others. The pack of 30 was down to about 10 of us, hauling ass down Chandler and leading the fast pack by about half a mile. George cuts in from the busway almost nailing Santos but we then began the paceline once more. I dropped back and let Ty and Nick lead. Now being 8 of us we slowly start coming back to the ride meetup. I do the stupidest shit ever. I begin to sprint early because I thought the end of the race was at the park and not the station. As soon as this happens Ty and Nick take off right behind me kinda like a slingshot. I was like damn in my head. I roll into the station with urge to cough but I was happy as hell. The fast packed ended up with only 8 of us.
1. Ty
2.Nick
3.Byron
4.Eddie
5.Santos
6.George
7.Me 8.
Guy with leader.
 6 miles in less than 10 minutes. What a fun ending.