Resistance Racing: Tracklocross Nationals NYC


Soft Drink here with a recap for the second and third tracklocross national races in the New York City. Sorry this took so long pero you know how it goes. Life gets in the way, so it can be hard to find free time to get behind the keyboard and scribble the happs.

It’s a Queens Ting Baby

As most of you know we at Cat 6 have close ties to Queens. Our podcast was born in Queens and is still recorded here to this day. So it was special to have all three races in the series go down in our backyard. My backyard in particular since I’m a Queens resident myself, as is race organizer James Macay. After the first race in Kissena Park, the second was at my personal “training ground” Cunningham Park, wrapping up at some uncharted territory in Forrest Park.

The conditions varied for each race as the series was held over the course of spring. We had a nor’easter right before the first one so there was snow, but race day ended up being pretty warm which made for a slush party in the mud. I think the weather played a huge role in the turnout for the second race. I knew I was going regardless but the forecast said rain all the way up to race day, then it ended up holding out and being perfect. The final race was on a super hot and humid day. It’s all a part of living in the city, you have to love it.

My Dojo

Home field advantage.
James, Cesar and Mario made the course happen once again on the strength.

When I tell you that Cunningham is my “training ground” I mean, it’s my sanctuary, my dojo, my temple.

“Meditation” Photo by Robert Lai

It’s where I go to exorcise my water element. Flowing through the single track taking in the sounds of nature at what feels like a million miles per second.

Photo by Robert Lai

So you already know when I found out that was where the second race was going to be, I was hype.

“Follow the track bike.”

I’ll keep it short, 6 people raced, 1 DNF and one DNP (Mario a sav for that lol) so technically only 4 people made it to the finish line.


By this time all my people we already gassing it extra so I had no choice but to put on. Mans freaked it and took the W.

Photo by Robert Lai
I don’t remember who I handed my phone to take this pic, but shout out to them.

Wound Up in the Final

I’ve been keeping an eye out for a 1-1/8″ canti Wound Up for mad long. It’s one of those timeless bicycle parts, like Profile Racing cranks or Chris King headsets. I’ve been racing my commuter which is a first gen Cinelli x Mash Work. The rake on the fork is less than ideal for cx racing to say the least. Young Lion had an Easton Ec70 that he shot me for the low, so I was swapping out my fork before races. Shit was pretty sketchy. You could see where the carbon was starting to separate from the aluminum at the crown.

Fast forward to a week before the race and mans pulls up and hands me the holy grail. Then mans said, “Go put that shit to work and roast these fools!” So that’s what I did.

Issa Body

It was a muggy day out in Forrest Park but the usual suspects pulled up ready to get it poppin’ on this gnarly course.

Close to far: Ryan, Henry, Crihs, me. Corey. Photo by Khaleeq Alfred

It had a long decent that was covered with loose tennis and golf ball sized rocks, which led you to a log you had to cross.

Photo by Khaleeq Alfred

After crossing the log you basically had to dismount because the next decent was short, steep, and led straight into two sets of train tracks that you had to run across. Followed by a climb that was also not rideable. Eight laps of track bike boot camp.

Creeping up on Corey while mobbing down the loose earth chicane. Photo by Khaleeq Alfred

The gas station from my people opened up again before race day. Which I guess at this point isn’t really gassing it if I swept the series right? Either way I was getting stressed. Once I seen the trophy that Dagga created for the series champion I was obsessed.

All the feels. Photo by Khaleeq Alfred

I just wanted the trophy, mission accomplished.

Photo by Khaleeq Alfred
Savage in a bandage

Dominican Crihs pulled up after having suffered a nasty crash while racing in Greece. The race started with a le mans start and dude was out here hobbling around. It must have not been a big deal to him because in his words, “Not the best turn out, but I didn’t let @coreythecourier beat me. So that’s a win in my book.”

Photo by Khaleeq Alfred

That shit had me dying. I always think that the old school race banter is hilarious, I mean, I produce a podcast called Cat 6 Chismes. I have to love it!

2018 Tracklocross NYC Champion

It’s a bandit race, and the title may not have any prestige right now but it will. The folks over at Resistance Racing have started something special, and with the rising popularity of gravel and off-road cycling I imagine this series will only grow. I heard something about an international championship next year!?

Photo by Khaleeq Alfred


Whole Crew

The whole Cat 6 Chismes crew has been waiting for Track or Die NYC to purchase my flight out to Minneapolis for the finals. Time keeps on ticking and the price keeps going up. If it doesn’t go down, at least I got this bad ass trophy and rad memories out of the whole thing. But if it does go down, just know that we’re pulling up, so you better have a Cat 6 Chismes story ready for us!


Tracklocross Nationals 2018 Race #1 NYC

Tracklocross Nationals

The Tracklocross Nationals series kicked off yesterday and that shit was a blast! A bandit cross race being held in multiple cities around the country on the same day, followed by an actual championship race out in Minneapolis. Shout outs to the homies Resistance Racing out in the Bay Area (Yeeeee, I see you Jean) & Cobra Racing over in Portland!

Switched up my commuter for race day. Photo by Cesar Macay

Kissena Park

James Macay is organizing/hosting the NYC series, and killing it thus far!

The man with the plan, beer in hand.

The flyer said 12PM start time pero we all know that means 2-2:30 in bike time. I arrived at twelve on the dot to find James and Mario finishing up the course markers. We had a lil nor’easter earlier in the week so you already know the conditions were PRIME for CX racing. The course was .74 miles of work multiplied by 5 laps. Literally 3.7 miles of brakeless, fixed, heckled, muddied, tracklocross manuvery. Yeah, I said it, manuvery.

Joe is an absolute beast on 23c’s and bullhorns.
Lucky number (C)6

We had a bunch of heavy hitters pull up and run the gauntlet. (Snowballs included) Fixed Gear Cyclocross World Champion, Corey the Courier came through fresh off the Biking Man Oman race. Bruh, you already know the competition was stacked! I’ll  never forget the first time I went riding out at Cunningham park Corey, he pulled up on a fixed gear with no brakes. I’d heard of people riding fixed off road but had yet to see it, and here he was killing it. So I already knew this was going to be a legit battle if I wanted get anywhere in near the podium. My man Corey straight up told James he wasn’t going to wear a number because he’s the world champion. (He wore stripes)

Let’s GO!

Right before the race started James announced that Track or Die NYC would be flying the winner of the series out to Minneapolis for the finals. Stakes is high y’all. James gave us our final instructions and then hit us with the super casual-monotone, “You can start now.”

Quick le mans start and just like that, the race was underway. I’ve always been pretty quick on my feet and was out front with John and Ryan from Bad Luck Racing when we got to our bikes. I went for the cross mount and had a false start! I completely kicked the back of my bike and had to run it off for a second attempt. It was really bad, borderline embarrassing. In the video Lalo shot you can hear me say, “ohhh motha funker.”

Video by Lalo Reynoso

Second times a charm though. Approaching the first turn I opted for the wide line around the tree. I think I was the only one because you had to hop a curb into a section of grass covered in snow.  From that point on I knew I just had to ride my ride and stick to my lines. Some of the log features were super hard to manuver, muddy root sections made for sketchy climbs and troublesome chicanes. After about the second or third lap, I stopped looking back. All the encouragement from the lively spectators kept me in the zone and I knew it was in the bag. Put my head down and kept working.

This log was fucked. Super high on one side and angled in a way that made it a sketchier hop. Photo by Cesar Macay

Git’er Done!

When I first started racing I think I was afraid to push myself. I felt like I needed to race with the pack and shoot for some kind of sprint finish? I don’t remember what I was thinking. Now I know that it’s okay to burn a couple matches to separate yourself and from the group and keep it moving. It’s cross, what, are they going to work together and catch you? Cross is a different animal. Handling and conditioning are everything. If you have both, you numero uno.  I kept at it till the end and was fortunate enough to come away with the W.

Video by Lalo Reynoso

This tape almost took me out after that last climb! Photo by Cesar Macay
2nd Ryan, 1st Me, 3rd Corey Photo by Cesar Macay

I’ve been playing this all by ear but I’m going to make an effort to hit up the whole series. I can’t overstate how dope this event is, come hang if you’re around! Check out for dates and news in your city!

Shouts to Sam for the Modelo hand up. Screen Grab from Pedro Zumba Video

Post Race Ride

Spring has sprung and the people were out. After the race a big group of us rode over to Cunningham were things got a little out of hand. So many people sent it! Super fun to hang out and crush some beers in the woods while folks were getting LOOSE.

Crew deep out to Cunningham Park

Shout outs

Never underestimate the power of family. My family back home in Gilroy has been going through a lot lately. While I was out there racing all I could think about is how strong my Mother an Sister have been through all of this. I’m dedicating this series to them, the real MVP’s. The people who made me who I am today by never letting me give up.

Much love to all my brothers on C6Racing, thank you for ripping my legs off on those training rides, love ya! All of our sponsors, The Gutter Bar LIC, Engine11, Rudy Project, Bonx, LIC Beer Project, XX2I, Primal Kitchen and Bicycle Habitat.

Much love to LIC Beer Project for helping get those calories back after the race.

That’s all I got, see ya at the next race!

Huge shout out to Kym for being the only Woman to pull up to race #1 of the NYC Tracklocross Championship Series. Beast Mode Gang Photo by Cesar Macay


Rainey Park CX

Rainey Park CX, Queens NYC

Yerrrrrr, yesterday was race day here in Queens, New York thanks to Keith Garrison as well as King Kog/Sun&Air. I’ve only raced a handful of CX races over the past couple of years, but from what I understand there hasn’t been cross racing in the city since Hurricane Sandy. Yo, that sucks b. When I think of sports and their accessibility it always makes me shed a single thug tear. In order for folks to develop their skills they need to be provided with facilities that accommodate their goals. Cyclocross is easily my favorite kind of cycling at this stage in my life, but I’ve always been a BMX’er. Part of riding bmx when I was growing up was recognizing the limits of your locale. Not having a car meant you couldn’t develop outside of your immediate city or town. To be a cylocross rider in NYC means virtually the same thing. Not having a car severely reduces your odds of racing should you live in NYC. Now of course I know about the one or two races a year you can take the bus to, but the only problem is when you’re a beginner like myself, your race is often the first of the day. Talk about a rough start! So to get back on track, no cx in the city since Sandy, along comes local bad ass, Keith Garrison, who I’m pretty sure worked with Austin Horse on the inaugural Rainey Park race last year on New Years Eve. I’ll never forget it, I was on the island of Coron out in the Philippines when it all went down. Enough about last year, I know why you’re here.

Makin Mama proud.

Race Predictor

Yo I love the race predictor! If this is how we determine call ups, I’m with the shits. After yesterday I only need one more CX race and I can voluntarily move to the 4’s. I actually applied for an upgrade prior to this race because I wanted to race both single speed and a standard category. Since I’ve only done 2 races there’s no way they would upgrade me. This meant I’d be racing a 40 minute race at 9:30 with the single speed group and a 30 minute race with the category 5 group at 10:15. I wanted to race the ss because I knew I’d be in there with guys who race on the pro level, but I wanted to race wit the 5’s so I could have a chance of getting on the podium. Well, I got everything I asked for. And the muthafuckin’ race predictor got both races right. I’m starting to think there’s some brujeria going on over there.

Single Speed

As I mentioned the single speed race was set to begin at 9:30AM. I linked up with Young Pedro around 8AM and we rode over to Sal, Chris & Charlie’s in Astoria for that good jelly & cream cheese roll n a coffee. When we got to the park the course was already taped off and a couple of brave souls were having at the frozen snow covered path. Totally manageable but surprisingly difficult. Regardless, by the time 9:30 rolled around there was a clear line. The defined line was 18″ wide max, meaning any sort off passing was going to be done out in the unforgiving snow. What a game of tactics, I always forget about the casual contact in cross racing, especially during the beginning of the race. When you don’t expect it you might feel like you got the puck in a game of hockey. All things aside, I knew I was in a race with some savages. I stayed in the top three for the first two laps then slowly fell off. I was kind of over dressed but I refused to wear less clothes in that kind of cold. The barriers were right after a quick u-turn and insanely difficult to ride. I don’t know if anyone else tried or succeeded in riding them but it wasn’t happening for me. I rolled the dice on maybe the second lap and tried to ride them. I made it over the first successfully but had to stop and dismount before the second. The section on the backside was a true test; after the barriers there were two off camber climbs, followed by a stair climb, then a gnarly curb at the bottom of a decent which led you into a long climb with Belgian barriers. Sheeeeeesh, that shit was tiring bruh! Long story long, race predictor was correct, I took 6th place.

Came to the party way overdressed. Photo by Cesar Macay

Category 5

Photo by Shawn Foley

I had big hopes for this race to say the least. Everyone likes to put on for they squad. I know that my team went super hard at Kissena this season and did they thing so I just wanted to do right by them and their efforts. Before the decision to split the 4/5 field into two separate races, I was on the waitlist for that race and registered for the single speed. Knowing I was going to be racing this race, I think I held back in the SS a little. Not like that would have changed the result, but it made the SS a warm up for the 5 race, n boy was I warm. Came out of the prologue in the 2 position and never looked back. By the time we got to the back end of the course I was already in a fluid rhythm with the course. I knew how fast to take certain turns and where to conserve energy. As soon as we made that first left and started the climb towards the Belgain barriers, I knew that was my feasting ground and I was going to eat up all the seconds right there. I finessed those barriers so clean spectators started calling me a sandbagger.

Photo by Cesar Macay

Dude, thanks for the compliment! Honestly, I think that’s beautiful, someone thinks so highly of you they believe you should be in a higher category than you are. As I mentioned, I applied for an upgrade before the race and was declined because I’ve only raced twice prior to Sunday. So there I was, way off the front and relentlessly pushing myself to see what I was made of. I got some great advice from my teammate Gio, “Give a hundred two times… Show Cisco what Cisco’s made of.”

Photo by Cesar Macay

It’s amazing what the human body is capable of. In the single speed race all the homies and my teammates were cheering me on but in the 5 race, the sideline was pretty silent, I guess they didn’t think I needed any help with that one, haha. I ended up finishing with a 55 second gap.

Photo by Jason Colón

By the last two laps I was the guy lapping people getting the wave by from other competitors. That shit felt amazing, you know, hard work and focus paying off. Shouts to the race predictor for holding me down yet again.

Screen grab from Mitch Rittmer


Much love to the lil homie Young Pedro for racing the SS race as well as winning the junior race! Mans never raced cross and did two races back to back on a Brooklyn Machine Works, running long reach road calipers. Keep your eyes on the next generation people.

Pic by me

Which brings me to my final note, do it for the kids y’all. I hope more kids like Pedro become involved in racing and more racing is organized in metropolitan areas like New York City. The more we get these kids outside and connected the better communities we’ll build. If you don’t take the time to teach them something good, someone will take the time to teach them something bad. Each one teach one, let’s build!


Photo by Shawn Foley




Race Report: NYC Jungle Cross

Jungle Cross


Yesterday was the NYC Jungle Cross race in Forest Park, right on the border of Queens and Brooklyn. The park is pretty big and has a bunch of main arteries running through it, as well as a bunch of hiking trails.

Shouts to @Gabe_Electronica & @BikeStopAstoria for the new brake pads as well as the hardware install.

Now that I think about it, I didn’t even check if bicycles were allowed on the trails we were racing. There were a handful of dog walkers and bird watchers out that added an additional element. I mean, it’s called bandit cross for a reason. Anyway, when I showed up around one o’clock we were still taping off the course. With how short the days have become we all knew this would quickly become a race against the sunset. Huge shouts to Shawn from King Kog man, Andrew was leading a group of us out on a viewing lap and I ended up getting dropped by circumstance. (Shouts to young James Macay for doing that branch grooming one time.) When Shawn completed the viewing lap he asked a couple of us to help him mark the course since Andrew was helping people find the starting line/spectating/chillin area.

Behind the scenes.

This was a great chance to take it super slow and try to identify as many of those little variables called rocks! I’m telling you, with all the leafs on the ground it was beautifully deceiving. I’m out here racing on clinchers so I have to be extra cautious to avoid pinch flats.

The course is marked and we’re about to hit our lil 20′ le mans. By this time, the sun is seemingly on it’s decent and I remember thinking, wish I had a dope head light right now. Pero it’s whatever, we’re about to get it poppin.

Photo by Devin Cummings
First person shooter.


Photo by Devin Cummings

Oh snap, I forgot to mention everyone went on a practice lap together except for John Shack & “Mario” aka Mtb dude. So we’re out, I grab my bike and dip wide to get a clean line on the immediate climb coming up. Everything goes great, I pretty much got the hole shot, with John, again who’s never rode the course, and I let him have it since the first turn of the race becomes a single track decent and it was on his side of our path. But I knew that was a bad idea, after my experience in the viewing lap all I could think was, “we’re going to make a wrong turn.”

Well that shit didn’t take long! Almost as soon as we start getting to business I just hear a ton of yelling behind me, “Wrong way!!!”

Traveling right to left of course.

I look back and everyone is taking a left where I just followed John right. No matter how competitive you are, you can’t help but laugh at yourself when something like this happens. If you look at my strava you can see how ridiculous the route I took to get back on course was. I basically rode through a bunch of bushes. Shit was clean though, and no flats, so we good money.

I just went from second place to like tenth or something. Such a gnarly mistake! It’s chill though, I just knew I’d have to put in that work. One of the folks I passed was Young James, I hit him with the, “On your left!” Not realizing he had headphones in, he definitely went left. I lucked out and simply rode through some more bushes, haha. Yo shouts to fellow C6 racer Gio Ramirez and James for racing fixed! Ya beasted fosho.

Maybe halfway through the first lap I was back up in the third position behind Mario the Mtb dude and Shawn was leading us through the course. The starting and finish lines were both on road and that’s obviously were all the spectators were. So as we finished our first lap I pulled a sick hand off and got rid of my wind breaker. CLUTCH. So we made our way up that starting hill again and end up back in the same configuration, Shawn, Mario, and then myself. I knew I was going to pick someone off. I wasn’t sure when or how, but I def knew it would happen. There was a tight section where the course went out on to a road for about 15′ and then hit a pretty steep climb. That climb was the end of Mr Mtb dude. He started to slow and let Shawn create space, that’s going to be a hard, “No” from me fam. I didn’t do all this work to watch somebody skate with the dub unchallenged. So I chase and catch Shawn thinking this is it. Just us two, and he knows the course way better. So I tried to stay as close as possible in hopes that he might be the one to make a mistake. Yeah, right, that shit didn’t happen. My last chance to sneak a win was to jump a log, coming out of the ugly climb, right before the final sprint.

So I went for it, I almost went down as a result of Shawn and I aiming for the same slim exit. There it was, we were both now on the street and had maybe 100m left to put it on the line. A full on sprint ensued. I pushed that 40×18 to it’s fucking limit fam. All I could hear were his gears shifting and kept thinking fuck, Fuck, FUCK!

Like that it was over, so I look up from the sprint with Shawn on my left only to realize there’s a couple walking their dogs on the street right in front of us. I moved to my right as fast as I could but when I turned around all I seen was Shawn’s front wheel wash out and him sliding on his side. No dogs or dog walkers were harmed in the entire process. Turns out he caught a pinch flat somewhere, and as soon as he started braking the front tire lost traction on the asphalt. Sheesh, he was a soldier though. Shawn and I ended up calling it a tie, while the Mtb dude pulled 3rd. Big ups to Young James for first fixed, shredding the gnar.

Podium pic courtesy of @Cmacay



After the race, the C6 crew headed over to Bowlero to record the newest episode of @cat6Chismes. If you haven’t already peeped Young Pablo’s podcast, got get that here. We recorded this episode last night with him after he just raced his first CX race, NYC Jungle Cross, good times.




ps. Part 2 of my PNW trip is up on my personal website if you haven’t read enough about my life after that recap.

PNW Pt.1 – MFG Cross

MFG Cross Moves

As much as I love Nyc, sometimes it’s nice to get out of the city. That’s exactly what I did this last week while out in the PNW for the Chrome Industries managers meeting.

Packing game on point.

Every year the Chrome store managers from all over the country come together for the annual managers meeting. We had a rad schedule set up starting with a night in Seattle. I seen this as a great chance to reconnect with some of my homies who have relocated to the PNW. I flew into Seattle a couple of days early and scoped the race schedule. Upon realizing the MFG CX Series would be holding their Magnuson Park race while I was in town, I had to do it. So I packed up my single speed and signed myself up for some of the most competitive cyclocross racing in the country. Seriously, the northwest SSCX races are the “main event,” bruh.

Commuter/Race machine
Homies laundry room is fucking tight.

Off to the races!

Soul train.

I got called up in the last row and lined up against 64 other races all rocking single speeds. During my one practice run, I rode the barriers perfect! Going into the race, I decided I wasn’t getting off my bike for the barriers on any lap. On the first lap, I cleared both but came landed the second one a little sketchy and unclipped during my landing. Regardless, super confident in riding the barriers. Made lots of moves in the first lap and got myself into a decent position. I’d say I was somewhere between 10th-15th which is great going into the second lap.

Landing the second barrier. Photo by Woodinville Bicycles
Gettem on the inside. Photo by Woodinville Bicycles

I figured if I could at least stay with the lead pack, I’d be able to pick a couple of racers off every time we got to the barriers. This would have been completely true had I not stacked the second barrier on my second lap!

Sheesh, went over the bars, lost my water bottle and to top it off my stem became crooked in the crash. So there I am trying to straighten my stem only to realize everyone is about to stomp on my water bottle which is laying in the dirt right after the second barrier. Fuck it, get your shit together and get back on the horse!

Photo by Woodinville Bicycles

That’s exactly what I did, but only after losing a ton of spots and about 30-40 seconds. My strategy with cx races is to remain steady while racing. Keep the legs moving at a consistent pace. if you can achieve this, by the time you get to the 30 minute mark, you’ll usually start picking people off pretty quick. Combine that mentality with the ability to ride barriers and I’m getting a bunch of those spots back.

Magnuson park is hella pretty

I did my best and rode the barriers flawlessly for the remainder of the race. Every time we got to the barrier section I would end up passing no less that two people. I remember one lap in particular, I passed 6 or 7 people on the stretch right after the barriers.

Tape and light

MFG @ Magnuson park was hella fun! Sheesh, so happy I brought my bike on this trip. I ended up finishing 22nd out of 65. Good enough for me, of course I could have done better but I’m not going to beat myself up over a little crash. Huge shout out to the homie Deemer for blessing my ride and hooking me up with the dope Seattle experience.


Riding across Seattle with a stuffed Warsaw and a bike box aka wind sail on my back.

Downtown arrival

I’ll leave you with this, the cycling community in Seattle is thriving and extremely fun, don’t sleep fam. -Cisco


PS stay tuned for my recap of my time in Portland, shao!


Master King

For episode 2 of season two we had to take our show to the Times Square office of Fernando Rivera “iLL~Kid” aka Master King, to get an interview with the legend himself. This man has been in the game longer than most of you “butterflies” as he likes to call the rookies, have been alive. Take a listen and so up some OG game one time. 

Black Friday Crit

Just finished a whole bunch (about 100) buttons for the racers tonight! Hope to see you all there! 

Big ups to @ontheblockwithsoho for this quick run down and all his help getting the word out!  

“Get an early start burning those calories With a 22 mile crit, 15 laps, each lap averaging 1.5 miles. 

Meet up at The Central Park Bandshell

Registration: $10 at 6pm

Wheels down at 7pm

There’s also a 50/50 pot split for first & First Lady with a $200 bonus for the the first woman as well.”

Good vibes only please! We’re trying to build not destroy/seclude/alienate/discriminate.