Originally Posted by Thylacine
Carpe Diem, right? So what happens now, does someone run out and hold their hand and put training wheels on as they cross the finish line? ;)
Go ooonnnn......deep down I know you love the guy's sense of spectacle and irony. :D
There was one year where I did a lot of the first aid at the crits. Almost every week there was a stack and as I mentioned, that course has a surface like a cheese grater, so the amount of skin that was coming off each time was pretty awful. You'd think by the end of the season I would have become used to it, but the opposite happened. And Beepers, talk about getting emotional, I had to do my utmost to supress blubbing up whenever I attended to these poor buggers. They'd be sitting there, groaning with pain, blood and grit and rolled-up-skin smeared across their thighs and knees and shoulders. Their prized kit shredded and their beautiful bikes invariably mangled.
We had the job of getting these people home or to hospital - twice that year in an ambulance. And getting the remains of their bikes to their homes. And then there's the paperwork. Not that the paperwork is too onerous, but the fact you're reporting stacks makes you worry about the insurance and wether the faceless administrators will deem the course too dangerous to race on.
Racing is dangerous. That is part of it's appeal (at least, it is for me). You can't control many of the risks. People get tired and they lose concentration. It only takes one little mistake and there's a touch of wheels. One little deviation in a sprint and people come down. A tyre blows and riders behind get spat into a ditch. Shit happens. But some shit you can control. Like asking people not to take both hands off their bars to salute, so this doesn't happen...