You can tell I drank coffee before I wrote this, because I used half as many commas as I should've. I'm not fixing it. I have a problem. I really like the Glocester Grind. It's rocky-rooty-technical, like get-off-your-bike-and-run-hard in places, and that's when it's NOT raining. It rained the night before. Holy crap this was going to be awesome! Bike racing!! Despite a competing MTB race on the same day (do we really have to have this problem every season, guys?), we still rallied a 19-rider elite field and a disturbing lack of SCRUBS in it. Will Crissman, Jeff Landfried and I discussed the lack of scrubs on the start line, and drew the unfortunate conclusion that anytime you can't figure out who the scrubs are, that means you're one of them. Then the race started and I never saw like, uh, half the field again. Like I was saying. Will and I had talked about how we were going to be chill, though, and how pedaling hard to get a good...