It has been a while since I’ve hung out at a velodrome. Like, maybe a few years now. I have tried to get to Clint’s track events for the past two years and both times I have missed the mark. Two separate times I have rolled up to the Alpenrose Velodrome as he and his wife Kristin are loading the last boxes into their car. Both of these times I have been berated for missing the event, once by myself and once by my girlfriend at the time (who is now my wife) for having embarrassed her by letting her show up to an event so late and thereby disgracing her socially. Lessoned learned.