If there is one thing my fellow mechanics and I all agree on, its the fact that we hate to work on unsanitary bicycles. By unsanitary, I don't necessarily mean dirty like dirt and mud, its something we like to call "MAN GOO".
Man goo is a mixture of sweat, sports drink, energy gels, and sometimes urine. Man goo seems to occur more often on triathletes bikes. I think maybe this happens because the bike portion of their events seems to be the best time to eat, drink, and use the restroom.
Another unsanitary issue is the heavy sweater. Sweat alone can cause all kinds of damage to bicycles if not wiped down after riding. In all the years I've been working on bicycles, there have been some memorable gross bikes.
A couple of months ago, a customer brought in a bike to have the handlebars replaced. It seemed kind of weird because the bike did not look like it had been crashed. As I started to unwrap the bars, I was horrified to find this:

That white stuff is actually dried up sweat that over time, actually corroded the bars to the point of breaking under normal use.
Yes I had to use rubber gloves and the bars were stinkier than they look. The ends of the bars where the plugs go had basically melted and were not round anymore as seen on the black portion above.The point of the story is a little windex after a messy ride can go a long way into keeping your bike safe and working well.
If you are a heavy sweater or ride your bike indoors a lot, its a good idea to change your handlebar tape at least once or twice a year. A clean bike = a happy bike and mechanic!

So the first lap started out with a prime. A diaper prime to be exact. I decided halfway up the finish hill to get it. I opened up a good gap so I figured what the hell, lets see how long I can hold it. Sometimes if the field sits up a time or two, and you keep a nice pace going,
It lasted for 3 or 4 laps until as you can see, Evan decided to punch it up the hill and everything was back together. Paul Bonds took off a bit later, and eventually Peter, Rob, and Evan caught up with him.
Chad tried to keep me motivated to chase, but the 4 guys up the road seemed to be gaining ground. I was sure they were gone, however, with 2 laps to go, they all just sat up and everything was together once again. Normally, if I had the form, I would have attacked right as we caught them. In reality, I was hanging on by a thread.
I was in a good position going into the last corner getting ready to take the bell lap, but Evan attacked hard up the hill. I stayed right on his wheel all the way to the long downhill 


Note the halfway blown out bottom end.................




