
My time racing in Belgium went by really fast as any awesome trip does. It was, by far, the best racing experience I’ve ever had. I learned a lot, not only about racing, but about the country, the people, and its culture which I’ve come to fall in love with. The old cities with narrow cobbled roads, tons of people riding bikes, countless little café’s, awesome people, and great beer make for a truly unique country vastly different from here in the states. The racing was probably some of the hardest I’ve done, but the most thrilling and exciting, especially the interclub’s which are crazier than any race you can imagine. Belgium is the center of the world for bike racing, and shortly after arriving I knew my three weeks there was going to be nowhere near long enough. I wanted to stay for the duration of summer as the racing in America can’t compare. It was to be, and then not to be, as I worked everything out to stay but my team here in the states wanted me to race in America for the summer. It will hopefully turn out alright but what it could have been, I won’t know, at least until I go back, which hopefully I’ll make sooner than later.









