The Lead-Out

Lots of exciting and utterly thrilling updates to follow shortly, including a 240-mile 2-day Montauk ride, quitting the CRCA Board of Directors, leaving NYVelocity, the cocaine in Tom Boonen's hair, etc., but for now, let's have another look at Lester, the man who is plastered across the cycling-related Internet.

Here he is, doing what he does, which is ride hard. Extremely hard.

(Photos from the June 13th CRCA club race.)


Unfortunately for Lester, there's something to be said for a long, strong lead-out train. That guy who's about to pip him at the line (who the hell do I think I am using a word like "pip," Paul Sherwen?), that's Mitch from NYVelocity. How did he manage to get to the line first? Apart from training, dieting, and stuff like that, I've got two words for you: lead-out train.


Still, Lester is a strong mofo. You had to be strong to survive that race. I know as I was the first man in the lead-out train (that started back at Tavern on the Green) and I barely lasted three out of seven laps, yet here he is, contesting the final of a total of twelve sprints that race.

And his reward? Third place when all was said and done.