Fitchburglar

Baby, cleverly disguised in a balaclava, gloves, and striped shirt posed as the Fitchburg Burglar this weekend. She wasn't apprehended...because there is no such person (yet)...but she did manage to see Hulk riding his bike triumphantly at his Big Race Weekend in between moments of giving the race officials the slip and skulking about on Main Street.

Hulk took Baby to the time trial course before the race, and they rode it together and back again, gladly beating (most of) the rain. Pedal pedal pedal. On Day One, Hulk did the time trial race [Boh! Baby tells me she has nothing to report because she was studying]. On Day Two, Hulk did a circuit race. Baby saw him whoosh by a few times, but sadly, she was still buried in her books.

Later that day, Hulk and Baby went to Mount Wachusett for Hulk to ride the final climb of Day Three's race, and for Baby to run up and down the mountain. This is all small potatoes. Here's the exciting part.

Wait for it....Wait for it....

Okay, good. On Day Three, Hulk competed in the road race while Baby waited in the feedzone doing her best to ignore ambulance sirens and give Hulk his bottles each time he passed. She'll write about the zones one day, but right now the important bit is that Hulk was in a breakaway from the first lap through to the last with a lead of 7 minutes on the field. Hulk is fast. FAST. FAAAAASSSSSSSTTTT. And a great sprinter. (The best part is that he has a really positive attitude about racing and sports, and never loses sight of that...not even during a race). Hulk got a little tired near the end of the race, but managed to get a good number of sprint points. Yay!

While Hulk recovered, Baby ran down the mountain, up the mountain, down the mountain. Baby! Where are you going?

On Day Four, Hulk held his position in the criterium. The bike racers spun around and around downtown Fitchburg over 30 times. Hulk finished 11th, which is lucky since it's H&B's favourite number.

Where's Hulk?