Green Lake (pop. 1100) is a small resort town in the Wisconson hinterland. Its claim to fame is having the deepest lake that is farthest inland from Lake Michigan. There is one school, K-12 with 300 students and bathroom sinks that are mounted to the wall at about two and a half feet off the ground. I spotted an Amish family walking through town, though I don't know if they were there for the bike race.

The course was a .7 mile circuit, 7 corners with one very very sharp turn going downhill. There was a short power climb 300 meters before the finish. Our race was 25 miles and took about an hour.

I've had some bad crit experiences before, but this one may have been the most frustrating. I've taken excellent care of my legs over the last week but they're starting to feel heavy and It took about 10 minutes for my weapons systems to come online after the start. I rode the race like I owned it, macked on all the corners, and was the perfect gentleman to everyone around me. I was around 5th when we charged up the hill for the last time, but was on the wrong side of the pack and I watched a whole train of jack-booted thugs move past me on the other side. I lost more ground in the finishing stretch and ended up with an anemic 20th place finish. No top-10, no money. The nice thing about Superweek is that there's always tomorrow, but I'm still extremely discouraged by how the finish went today.

Post-race, I learned that one of the wheels I've been following for the last week was in Peace Corps Botswana. We went and got lunch at a local cafe, swapped Peace Corps stories, ran into some other guys that have been sipping from the Superweek firehose over the last week, and generally had a good time.