Well, I knew today was going to be hard, but I really didn't know the half of it. It was not a lot of fun. Not at all. Oscar Sevilla is clearly riding incredibly well, and he pretty much single-handedly dismantled the rest of the team out there. At the start of the second lap, he ended up on the front up the hardest climb on the course. Every single one of us was struggling to hang on, and when Tyler finally shouted at him to slow down, he looked over his shoulder in complete disbelief. He was hardly even trying. That was pretty much it for me. I took two more pulls on that second lap, then I couldn't do any more. Surprisingly, Santiago Botero came off just after me, so the two of us ended up riding in together. As a whole, we could have done a lot better if we'd metered the effort a bit better. We had the third best split after lap one, then the tenth best time overall. That's not the final result any of us were hoping for.

Today was only twenty or so minutes of real work, but tomorrow's a long one. 130 miles and three medium-sized climbs. I had two slices of pecan pie with dinner tonight, so I think I'll be ready.