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What a beating the old Tuesday ride can be....chasing shaved-legged roadies up and down the coast at 25-40 m.p.h. It can be a humbling experience,yet sometimes it can be payback, bee-atch. The R.L. team was represented by yours truly, Simon and cup-o-Coffey. We all worked the paceline up the coast well.....Simon crushed the hill and maybe himself as his 25&23 cogs were not available. I was so far back I even had time for a nature break. Coffey was somewhere in between. There were some tired legs in the peloton on the way back to town so it didn't start out too fast.The pace gradually picked up but the team was at the front working away,keeping an eye on things. Coffey stirred things up a little with a slight surge with about two miles to go. I heard some heavy breathing so I knew that it was likely that most of the pack were near their limit. We passed some riders, most notably Brian Vernor who proceeded to get right in the line and give us a nice lead out. The result was that the three Lobsters came across the line in front of everybody. The result was too close for me to see but it was pretty cool. Next week I'll probably get dropped but yesterday....ahh, yesterday...all my chasers seemed so far away.Cheers, swiggboss.