Why I Race Cyclocross
Somewhere between love and mud, there's cyclocross. American 'cross icon Adam Myerson explains.
Explaining the Unexplainable
It's nearly impossible to explain cyclocross to someone who has never seen it. "You do what with the bike? What if it rains? Do they ever cancel? You race in the SNOW?!" As a 'cross rider, you find yourself at a loss trying to give people a sense of the difficulty, the absurdity, the degree of seriousness participants bring to the sport. In Portland, Oregon, every race is a hipster tractor pull where a thousand people will come out to play in incessant winter rain and mud. On the other side of the country there's Boston, with its manicured courses, expensive coaches and compulsive raceseries points tracking—laughably puritanical but, perhaps, more pure.