He was born in Moscow, Russia but he lives in Brooklyn, New York where he will continue to live until he has a reason to leave. He rides for Foundation. His Spirit Animal is a rabbit. He is a Gemini. He prefer cats to dogs as well as mountains to beaches. His full name is Danila Olegovich Chabanov but some people call him Jersey Dan.
• Palmares: Tour of the Catskills, Stage 3, 4th; Tour of Mt. Nebo, 4th; TOAD-Shorewood Criterium, 5th; Pawling Mtn. Road Race, 6th; Tour of the Hilltowns, 6th; Capital Region Road Race, 7th; Tour of the Catskills GC, 10th
• Unsanctioned Palmares: Red Hook Criterium, 1st (2010-2012); Cycle Messenger World Championships, 8th (2008); North American Cycle Courier Championships, 10th (2007); 13th Annual Halloween Alleycat, 1st
21 July, 2012 – 9:30 PM: Getting some Chinese food at East Met West with Alex and Becca. Night before the race.
10:15 PM: Really? I was eating Pizza at 10:15? Glad I cut that shit out. That's Carmine's, from around the corner.
10:30 PM: I spent my high school years as a shop rat. I was paid mostly to change flats and assemble hybrids. Compared to rusty Wal-Mart mountain bikes a race bike is a piece of cake to work on. Having my bike not work as intended is a huge distraction for me while I'm racing, so I make a habit of double checking it the night before.
10:45 PM: Kit gets hung. Normal clothes are usually just on the floor.
22 July, 2012 – 4:30 AM: I usually set up the moka pot the night before, so all I have to do is stumble into the kitchen and turn on the stove.
4:40 AM: Racing in New York City is a little bizarre. In general it's a pretty dumb place to live as a bike racer, but I started racing here so I'm used to it. Due to the high population density the only time we can race in the park safely is at absurdly early hours of the morning. And honestly, it still gets a little scary when the joggers start showing up in the park right around sunrise. There is no getting around how much racing at 5:30 AM sucks, so the only thing to do is embrace it.
4:50 AM: Here I am embracing it.
5:00 AM: Making plans to ride to the race with friends makes it way easier to avoid sleeping through your alarm.
5:05 AM: Right about now we are all questioning some life decisions.
5:15 AM: The sun is rising on Park Ave on the way to Central Park. Sometimes it seems totally worth it. It seems like you have the city all to yourself at this hour. The only people you have to share the road with are stumbling home from the bars which closed just about an hour ago.
5:30 AM: I Don't have anything to really add to this one. I like to pin my own numbers. Maybe that's just me.
5:45 AM: No bike racing happens without volunteers. I don't know why they do it. Seriously. No clue. But I am eternally grateful to them anyway.
6:15 AM: Here is a view I don't get to enjoy during a bike race.
6:45 AM: Here is me not enjoying that view during a bike race.
6:50 AM: A CRCA official and marshal wait for the race to finish.
7:00 AM: Bike racing involves a lot of losing at bike racing. It's important to enjoy the little victories as well—even at a club race. No one will just hand you a win. So when you go 1-2-3 it's nice to hug it out and thank your teammates.
7:15 AM: At this point we're just standing around. I'm trying to decide if I'm awake yet.
7:30 AM: A podium sweep will earn you about twenty bucks per rider at a club race.
8:00 AM: The sun is up. I feel like I've been awake for half the day already and most people aren't even awake yet.