Wisty's Tri Blog: It's Classics season and it smells like crap

Its getting to the end of March, and that means the spring classics season is in full swing over in Europe. We are finally getting our first taste of spring here in the Cape Fear. Unfortunately though, I'm not talking about the weather, which has been quite disappointing thus far. I'm talking about crap. Dog crap to be specific. All the fair weather runners are coming out of the wood works, and they're dragging Fido along with them. What they always forget is that Fido isn't allowed to use public restrooms (when will the discrimination end), so he is forced to go on the grass (or the sidewalk, always my favorite). And surprise, they don't have a bag, even though in many areas, such as the loop at Wrightsville, there's bag dispensers everywhere. So now the rest of us are left dodging landmines as we try to get in a run. And as water warms up, we'll soon be swimming in the channel and the ocean. To help illustrate the problem here, I have included a intricate diagram of a watershed, not unlike the one we all live in.

It always floats downstream

As we can see, the swimmer in the diagram is particularly nonplussed at the sight of poo flowing into the very water he is swimming in. So for the love of god, bag it, scoop it, hell, eat it thats what your in to.

Alright enough of that s*&%. Getting back to the classics season, which is really heating up with the Tour of Flanders today (warning: minor spoiler ahead). However, many of these riders will have there sights set on the true Queen of the Classics taking place next Sunday. No, I'm not talking about Paris-Roubaix. Nobody cares about that antiquated race anymore. I'm obviously referring to the White Lake Sprint Triathlon. A true test for the specialists, the White Lake Sprint always brings out the hard men of the sport. However, due to an early crash at Flanders today, one of the favorites, Tom Boonen, is questionable for the start on Sunday.