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Sunday, March 22, 2015

Second Victory - CSU Oval Criterium - Collegiate A's

YEA BABY, I got my second win of the season today!!

Collegiate Mens A Race in Fort Collins, CO; at the CSU Oval Criterium.

The team rode great, it was a very technical course, with many potholes, and rough patches in the corners, so I thought that a field sprint was likely due to how hard it was in the beginning, with everybody having fresh legs and using bullets that weren't necessarily there. There was always something to keep one's head up and alert for. Also I thought a group of 8 or 9 racers would be much harder to let slip away, compared to a group of 2-4 guys on this technical of a course.

It was one to go and our assigned sprinter for the day (Bill) was staying on my wheel through a lot of chaos in a bunchy, which was amazing, as my job was to put him in the correct sprinting position toward the end of the race. Then again, hey, c'mon, its a bike race... you never know whats going to happen, especially at the end.

Going into the last oval with about 500 meters to go (big round about on campus) I took control of the cement gutter (which had a good sized lip to the asphalt,) which was scary tight, on the inside with my team mate behind me, 400 meters to go, then two CMU racers who were infront of us, and at the front of the race, had realized what we were doing, the first one shut the door on me and my team mate, 300 meters to go, but in doing so his sprinter had started sprinting around him on the outside of his right already, when his lead out man slowed down, it gave me the "needle to thread" as the LA track crew would say.

It happened; the guy who came in second was my team mate Bill, who was third last weekend. The CMU racer I was sprinting against originally had a great explosive kick, but I knew I had it once the sprint started because I was already gaining on him in time for the line.

This was not an easy win.

Let me be clear here, hahaaha, some people say "oh it was an easy win? huh"...


In the final sprint, when I saw the path, it was like tunnel vision, I had the feeling that nobody was going to stop me. I was following the rules, being aggressive, and racing my bike...thats just me being honest.

I felt my rear tire sliding a little around the last oval corner, or I was just pulling up so hard on my handlebars in the sprint, my rear wheel was going up and down, and side to side. This must have been all of that strength work at RallySport. This also reminded me of some drifting races I have seen online.

Another cool thing that I can reflect upon is that I didnt even really overthink 'what gear should I be in for the sprint?', 'how am I going to go beat all these guys when im about to get boxed in?' and blah blah blah.

Instead it was all natural and positive, which I think is awesome and shows some good progress from where I was at before...there were definitely scary parts, but once the race was on, it was on, and thats bike racing.

It was nice having everybody congratulate me and tell me that they enjoyed watching the finish of the race as well.

Just some thoughts about the race.

After I went and did some base and climbing for another couple hours. Then got some good recovery on, and drove home.

Celebration Shot, Photo Cred; Ryan Muncy.

more photos to come soon!

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Thanks for reading yo!

Monday, March 16, 2015

First Collegiate Race Win of the Season!!!

Hey there blog followers,

Yesterday, 3/15/15 was the Oredigger Classic Collegiate Criterium. It was held in Golden, CO. It is about a 30 minute drive down HWY 93, South of Boulder. I showed up in time for the CU team meeting before the race, changed into my kit, got in a short warm up on the rollers, then hit the start line in full skin suit ready to battle.

Before the race started, I had an official tell me that my number was pinned too low and that I needed to move it up. Something inside of me wanted to tell him "its not going to matter because I'm going to win this race black and white", but instead I politely asked if he could make an exception to where it should be placed, considering that the race was about to start in about 30 seconds, and that I have always put my number in the same spot and had been scored correctly every time. He knew it was not a big deal, so he didn't really care. I didn't see him enforcing the rule that says collegiate riders must wear their school kit, or plain black shorts, with no sponsors on them. There were other riders wearing their trade team clothing, which was full of sponsors. If officials are going to enforce petty rules, then they should enforce them for the entire field. Anyways, this was not a big deal, just a side rant with a peek of the more confident Colt Peterson.

(Whistle sound)(the sound of about 50-60 bike racers clipping into their pedals)then... we were off. 60 minutes of suffering and survival had begun. The racing started hard as lots of riders wanted to establish a break away, and still had fresh legs.

Within the first 20 minutes I was caught up in a crash. It was on the first hard left hand turn, where the cement gutter had stuck out from the asphalt by more than a few inches, right in the apex of the turn. Thankfully nothing major happened to me. I took a free lap and jumped back in the race. I wasn't going to let this effect my result on the day.

Looking back this crash might have even helped me. Even though I would prefer to not be involved in a crash in any way. It made me look at the race and the course differently. It made me realize that there was going to be another crash, probably in the same spot. I could just feel it. This being said, I made sure not to leave the front of the field. It was too scary to ride towards the back.

As my teammates and I took turns going with moves up the road, there was another crash, in the same exact spot. This time I was smart and lucky enough to be in front of it. I hope all of those who were caught up in the crashes are okay and nothing major happened.

At this point all I could think of was the conversation that my coach, Neal Henderson, and I had a few days before this race. He told me that he thought I could focus more on race day and bring it all together for the result I wanted. At this point I was thinking of every possible scenario I thought this race could play out. I was prepared for all of them, mentally and physically. All while listening to my body asking myself "Colt, why are you abusing me like this?"

The field was so shattered I think there were about 15-20 guys in the front group with about 10 minutes left. It was looking like a field sprint finish was upon us. Most of the riders were tired from the difficult course and nobody was really willing to let anything go up the road. Great! I had 3 other team mates who were being active and riding incredibly strong and smart. Just what I wanted!

I let them know that I was feeling good for the sprint, and my thoughts on how we could secure the win for this race. I continued to communicate with my teammates who were still in the race, and they were all doing an amazing job communicating back to me.

With a half lap to go, another rider from a different school tried to barge into our lead out train by taking his hands off of his bars and arm baring my hip to try to move me out of the way. However I said something along the lines of "keep your hands on your bars" and proceeded to secure my teammates wheel infront of me, as I thought this was the correct thing to do in the heat of the moment. We came around the last corner with my team mate in front of me (Noah), and another teammate behind me (Bill) with about 300 meters to go.

The sprint had begun, and I just barely managed to come around my teammate Noah right at the line, for the Win! We went 1-2-3. We brought out the broom and swept the podium. This was a great feeling, as there were some other quality riders in the field racing against us, representing other schools. I could not have done it without my teammates, and their skills.

Sometimes this sport really is like a roller coaster. One weekend you have a bad race, (like last weekend, the first racing weekend of the year, getting lapped by a teammate and the officials messing up our finish) and the next weekend you win a race. One week you feel like superman on the bike during training, then your coach decides to twist the screw a little bit more, and then the next week you feel dead and tired of even seeing your bike at some points.

As I train and race more throughout my cycling career, I am constantly trying to perfect the formula to delivery race wins and great performances to learn along the way. To me, this is the hard part, putting all of the pieces of the puzzle together. Trust me, cycling is more than a 1000 piece puzzle, and it takes a long time to put it all together.

Once again I want to thank the CU team and all of my teammates who helped me deliver this Win. Hopefully there will be more Win reports like this one in the future. I also want to thank everybody else who has believed in me, supported me, and cheered for me when nobody else was. Thanks!

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Here I can be seen throwing my bike at the line for the Win! (Photo Cred: Forrest Russell)

Max Watts was 1301 according to my SRM bike computer.

My teammate Bill leading the charge for CU!

Here I can be seen taking a sip of Osmo Hydration mid race, to stay hydrated on such a beautiful day in Golden, CO.

Post Win selfie, #skobuffs!

As the race was strung out, I was comfortable riding behind my lead out man, Noah who is pictured first here.

What do I do the day after a race? Go to class, catch up on homework, clean bikes, laundry, drink fresh juice, hopefully hangout with a cute girl, and lots of rest. (This is an example of the goofy selfies that I take if you don't follow me on Instagram)

Thanks for reading, and stay tuned!

-Colt Peterson.

Monday, December 1, 2014

Restorative Yoga - Calm Energy

For the first time last night I went to a restorative yoga class at RallySport health and fitness club here in Boulder. This is also where I do all of my strength and weight training. The trainers that work there are amazing, so I was confidant showing up to a yoga class as a beginner.

I was not sure what to expect, as this was my first time in this class. Right off the bat I want to say that the teacher, Pamela, was amazing. She knew how to instruct us on the positions in the best way possible. Her tone of voice was very gentle. The speed that she talked was nice and slow. The yoga and stretching terms that she used were very simple, so somebody who was not a yoga pro could still follow along. She was very relaxed overall which really helped the class relax.

I really liked how she emphasized that comfort and relaxation were more important than trying to do a pose, rather than overextend oneself. This made sense to me when I would glance over at Pamela, as she was correctly doing the poses, with much more flexibility and yoganess than myself. (Yes I did just make up the word yoganess, or is that a word already?) She clearly made the point that we should do what we think feels good for our bodies, even if it was not following her instructions exactly.

Some of the time she encouraged us to close our eyes as she talked us through the poses. She said this would help us tune into our bodies’ senses better, which it did. She was also very observative of the class overall; so if she saw somebody or a group of people struggling, she would suggest alternative poses that may benefit them, and the rest of the class at the same time.

There were lots of different types, shapes, and sizes of people in the class. This was a good thing in my opinion. When I would look around the class I noticed that everybody was following the instructor's directions the best way each person could. This made me feel comfortable on how I was performing the poses, which helped me relax too.

The instructor made sure each individual would check in with all of their bodies’ feelings over the course of the class. She encouraged us to feel out everything and try to relax as much as possible in the process.

The class was 90 minutes long. Before the class I thought that this time interval would be too long, however that was not the case. The first time that I felt I needed to check in with the time was when there were only 15 minutes left. By this point the lights were very dim and I can confidently say that most of us in the class were so relaxed and calm we were almost falling asleep. This was a great feeling.

I felt as though somebody had just flipped a switch and turned me on to “relax mode” which I really enjoyed. The instructor had encouraged the class to try to continue through the rest of our evening with this mindset and our feelings that we were experiencing during the class.

After the class was over it was interesting to observe and do a little people watching as everybody put away their blankets, props, and yoga mats. Nobody was in a rush to do anything. There was a short line to put the props away as they were stored in an awkward place; and nobody was jockeying for position or trying to get there first. This was cool to see and feel, knowing that most other people in the class were ‘on my level’ so to speak.

Most of all I enjoyed the relaxation aspect of this class, while knowing that I was helping my mind, body, and spirit all at the same time. The calm energy in the room was awesome and something that I haven’t experienced in a long time. It may sound cheesy to some of you, but then again you probably haven’t experienced this amazing feeling, so I feel sorry for you. I can now see how yoga is amazingly helpful for anybody with stress, anxiety, other negative feelings, and for athletes trying to gain an edge. I would recommend a yoga class to anybody who is willing to give it an honest try, and looking to be more relaxed overall. I don’t think it could hurt.

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Thanks for reading my thoughts on my first restorative yoga class.


-Colt Peterson

Sunday, October 26, 2014

2014 Collegaite Track Nationals

Track Nationals…and whats going on in my head…

Wow I learned a lot this trip; as far as bike racing, getting along with collegiate teammates, being independent, what its like to get another silver medal in the team pursuit against Marian on their home track, and most unfortunately of all, what crashing at 35+ mph and getting a concussion is like.

Yes, you read correctly. In the scratch race, which was the very last race of nationals, was when another rider took me out. Before this, the race was going according to plan and staying together for the most part. I was hoping for a field sprint, because this year I thought that I could win it if it came down to that. With one lap to go I was behind Zach Noonan about 5 or 6 positions back from the front and we were engaging in a massive slingshot on the racers who were in front of us. As we hit the back straight of the track with a half lap to go, I was just above the red line, and starting to fly by the guys who were on the black line.

Right as I entered the last turn, a guy, who happens to be a professional this year, thought that there was a gap he could squeeze into between Noonan’s rear wheel and my front wheel as we were passing him, as a much faster speed. Clearly there was no room, and I was protecting my front wheel at all costs at the time, because I thought I knew his intentions, but that wasn’t good enough to keep it upright. He bumped me a little and somehow my handlebars were taken out from underneath me. It all happened so fast.

At one second I was going considerably faster than the guys on the black line in front of me, then the next second I was on the ground with the other rider. I don’t remember much after that. I do remember a different racer coming up to me after the race telling me that he was right behind the crash, and he was 100% sure that it was the other guys fault, which is what he said he saw from his point of view. I told him that he should go tell the other racer who crashed that, thought I doubt he did. To say the least, I was very surprised that this rider had made this maneuver at the very end of a scratch race, while going mock speed.

But hey that’s bike racing, or I mean collegiate bike racing, right? You never know whats going to happen.

This was the very last way that I wanted to end my season and Collegiate Track Nationals, all the way out in Indianapolis. I had never had a bad concussion until this one, and let me tell you, it sucks. For the first week I wasn’t supposed to do anything that involved using my brain. Trying to email my teachers the day of the accident to let them know what happened was almost impossible. As time has slowly lingered on, I have been able to get back into the routine of school and trying to get up to speed again. Looking back the accident could have been a lot worse.

This experience has taught me a lot, especially how fragile and important the brain is.

As I was under the medical tent getting cleaned up screaming like a little girl, I remember somebody saying something like “yea these racers know what could happen in a bike race, and if they aren’t okay with that, they shouldn’t get on the line.” When I first heard this I was in a lot of pain, however looking back at this statement one as to realize that it is one hundred percent true. If a racer can’t accept the possible consequences of something going wrong in a race, then he or she should not line up. It really is as simple as that.

Thanks for the quick read, drop me a line on what you think, and what could be better with these posts, talk soon!

-Colt Peterson

Monday, August 4, 2014

Bannock Street Criterium in Denver

Wow, it has been a while. I guess this is the first time I've really had the urge to write on my blog. It's mostly about bike racing, which is awesome because what I felt on the bike today during the race was actually pretty cool in my opinion. This was one of my better races of the season, so far this year.

Yesterday I raced the Bannock Street Criterium in Denver. I woke up early to eat breakfast, went for a easy spin ride, then a good nap. Before leaving for the race, I ate again (yeah I know, I'm going to get fat). Everything was going according to plan until me and a couple of friends were warming up on the bike path at the race and a bee bounced off of my shoulder and then stung my leg. I know first world problems right? When the biggest of your worries before a bike race is getting stung by a bee, I have never had a bad reaction to bee stings so I wasn't too worried, hahaha. "OUCH" I yelled out like a little girl while riding. I pulled over and got the stinger out and decided there was nothing I could do, so I kept warming up before the race and tried to not irritate it.

It was hot at the race course, so I opted to start towards the back and stay cool in the shade and not bake in the sun like most of the other racers were, although a good start position can be crucial, I know. I didn't think this was going to be a risk so I didn't sweat it. Maybe it was all of the adrenalin from the bee sting?

Anyways within the first couple of laps I managed to get to the front and tried to hold my position there throughout the race, as well as asserting myself into break away moves that could be potentially dangerous. I had a team mate in the race as we switched off on a lot of break away attempts. Last year a break went very early on and that was the race. Not this year, it all came down to a field sprint.

With 5 laps to go I found my team mate Andrew's wheel and had let him know that I was behind him. From there I tried to talk Andrew through what I thought would be the most ideal lead-out for the situation we were in together. With a couple laps to go things got dicey and I heard somebody say; "take it down a notch", and I don't know who said it or who they were talking to but in my mind I thought *Take it down a notch? There's a couple laps to go...if anything I'm trying to take it up a notch and win a bike race here* Who ever said this could have been referring to a previous aggressive move, but I didn't get yelled at by anybody I made contact or bumped shoulders with, so no harm no foul in my opinion. Anyways I didn't have time to worry about any of that, it was now 1 to go and things were looking great for me and my lead out man, which I was so grateful to have for a change! Others racers seemed to respect the lead-out that my teammate was executing oh so greatly, so I think that was important as well.

My team mate just started to lead me out on the uphill with about 1000m to go before the right hand turn at 750 meters to go...then I saw Kit Recca attack on the inside before we hit the last turn. I had to jump off of my team mates wheel when things got crazy to re-adjust my line coming into the last corner and to make up some ground on Kit. We went around the corner with about 700 meters to go and I thought it was time to go as I was coming out of the turn, not hesitating or waiting for anybody else to start the sprint, I opened it up, as I thought it was right at the time. It was looking great until about 5 meters to go when a wheel from George Simpson popped up on my right side and barely nipped me at the line by a half wheel. I couldn't hold him off at the very end, DANG!!! 2nd place for me, but I left it all on the line and wasn't complaining with the result.

After the race George had told me "yeah you started to pull away and gap me at first and then I caught you" says the winner of the Colorado Collegiate Conference Champion. I'm thinking he got some sling shot action from my draft and that was enough to edge me out right at the line, but I could be wrong. Or it could have been the brute strength that comes along with being a good time trial rider as well.

There were things that I think I could have done better for next time, but thats part of learning to race and how I'll get better. Me and my team mate walked away with some serious cash each, so we weren't complaining; plus we both couldn't stop smiling because we were both happy with how it turned out and it looked like we both had fun. It was good to feel this on the bike even though I didn't get the win. At the end of the day I gave it all I could with the situation I was given, walked away with a result, some cash, and most of importantly had real fun, which was great to feel on the bike.

Photo Credit: Dejan Smaic

Ok, thats all I have to report for now, thanks for reading, talk soon.

I like to get feedback on my blog posts, so feel free to drop a line on what you think...

-Colt Peterson

Saturday, January 4, 2014



On a serious note the weather has been amazing here in Boulder, for it being winter. Most days the sun is out and the temperatures have allowed me to ride outside. However on the other hand, it snowed all today. It doesn’t really matter to me right now because I’m stuck in bed with the flu and I have been sleeping most of the day with a cold towel on my head.

I decided to stay in Boulder, Colorado and train over most of Winter Break. So far I have been able to put in a couple big weeks of training; even throughout the holidays, which is nice. I have been exploring small new roads here in Colorado. I have really been enjoying working out in the gym at RallySport, here in Boulder. So far, I have been enjoying winter break.

I went to my new home of Washington state for a few days over Christmas. I got in a few good mountain bike rides with some cool friends. It is always fun to visit new trails out of state. It’s another way that shows how different cycling is from place to place in the United States. I had a blast to say the least. It was great to see my family and friends in Washington, which I always enjoy.

For new years eve I just hung out with a few friends here in Boulder and things didn’t get too crazy. I still trained a few hours on the 1st so it couldn’t of been that bad…right?

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Anyways, that’s all I have to report for this time. Thanks for reading and talk to you all soon!

-Colt Peterson

Wednesday, September 11, 2013


What did I do over summer? That is the question that some of my readers might be wondering. The short answer to that question is that I did a lot, but of course I’m going to fill you in on some of the details.

I spent most of the summer in Boulder, Colorado. For those of you who don’t know, I go to school at University of Colorado, which is in the city of Boulder. I had lots of fun being in Boulder for many different reasons. During the summer, the weather is nice and cool in the early morning, then it gets extremely hot in the afternoon, and then usually it cools down in the evening with some refreshing thunderstorms and light rain. When it didn’t rain or thunderstorm and was still super hot in the evening, I usually cooled off in the creek after the day’s training. It feels so nice to be in the creek and it also helps with recovering from a hard workout, so it’s a win - win.

I spent quality time hanging out with a lot of my school friends, which was also nice and relaxing. Last but not least by any means, I spent lots of time training and learning about being a top professional cyclist in the United States. Its amazing how different things are when an athlete has the opportunity to focus solely on being an athlete and not worry about anything else in life. However there is a fine balance of focusing on being an athlete 100% and not getting burnt out on being an athlete, which I will talk about in another blog post.

When I wasn’t in Boulder I was on the road going to bike races with Team Rio Grande. The biggest and toughest race of the summer that I went to was the Cascade Cycling Classic. It took place in Bend, Oregon. For those of you who have been to Bend, you know how amazing it is there and how lucky racers are to have an amazing race be there. This race has been tough for me mentally and physically over the past couple of years. I did better than the previous year, but still did not preform as well as I would have liked. This race helped me realize a few things that I was doing wrong and a few things that I am already working on to do better for next season. I’m going to dominate you next year Cascade!

After Cascade I visited family in a couple different places and took a few days off from riding my bike. I saw family in Washington State and played on the lake with a few of the water toys our family has. It was fun to get in some wakeboarding, inner tubing, bridge jumping, paddle boarding, jet-ski riding and sea-doo riding all with my family. I have lots of relatives there because that’s where my dad grew up. The last time that I saw my family there was a few years ago so it was nice to see them and see how much has changed. I cant believe how grown up my younger cousins are. I remember when they were little babies, now they were schooling me on how to play Xbox 360. I didn’t think it would happen that fast but it sure did.

My favorite part of the trip wasn’t all of the exciting things we did on the lake, but spending time with my family. It was a great trip and fit right into my bike-racing schedule because it was after the National Championships in Wisconsin and Cascade Cycling Classic, in Oregon. Another reason this trip fit into my schedule was because after Cascade I was already extremely close to Washington State. This was an extremely fun trip and it was great to see my family again.

This summer one of the things that I could of done better was setting a schedule and having more consistency in my training and life all together. Over the summer I didn’t really have any set schedule to follow on a daily basis. Some days I was super motivated and out the door to train early in the morning. Other days I lollygagged around and waited until the late afternoon to go ride because I didn’t have many people to set up a concrete schedule with. On the less critical or easy days of training I this it’s okay once in a while to be less structured. However this is one of the things that I really like about school and how it helps me stay on track.

School makes my training schedule much better and really sets up the consistency for me. I set up my classes so I always have plenty of time to train each day. When I’m in school, I have the time to train and I’m either going to do it because I have the time already set, or I’m not going to do it because I will be busy with class. I literally tell myself “Colt you can not lollygag around till two in the afternoon because you have class, so get your ass out of bed and go train.” Having this schedule in place helps me stay consistent. During the summer I should of set up multiple different training partners and created more of a schedule and more consistency. This is just one of the minor things that I could of done better this summer that I thought I would share with my followers. At the same time don’t get me wrong, I still got out and trained everyday. I was not lazy by any means, its just that this is one thing that would have made my training much better over the summer, which I can improve on for next year.

Thanks for reading, and look for another blog post soon about how my Junior year at Colorado University is going and what I do in my free time while in school.

-Colt Peterson