Classy Clas

I missed the early rollout due to a late breakfast so today was all about riding with the big boys and gals. Damn, they are strong. I held my own for the 42mi to the first stop (friendly pace?) but 10mi after the break the pace was too ferocious and the terrain was too lumpy for me to hang on. As I exited *stage rear*, loyal Blanco joined me and we cruised the remaining 30mi to lunch. A brief lunch stop, as I did not want to lose momentum. Post-lunch, the Lordster was on a tear and as the train of Steve, Molina, Clas rode by Blanco and I, Clas made space for us to join the paceline. 25+mph on the flats and 220w for me to hang in there. Unfortunately, the terrain was lumpy so I was turning myself inside out as we hit each roller... Until, that is, Clas came to my rescue by a very gentle assist on all climbs. He basically pushed me up and over the rollers so I could hang with the group. I'm not talking about a quick push to get me over the top... No, Clas would push me for about a half mile at a time. I was still riding 200w, so I can't imagine what he was doing to push me and stay with the Lordster. I just know that I am beyond grateful... and in awe! What's *thank you* in Swedish?