Had a good ride, stayed up the front for most of it. As the Prime drew
near I decided I was too far back and decided to sprint up the outside
on the back straight. Got up near the front and the boys didn't want me
up there, but they were going pretty slow so I just blew straight past
them. I looked back and they didn't seem to care, so I upped the speed a
bit and kept going. Eventually one of them decided he should catch me
and dragged the whole bloody bunch with him, so I gave up and slowed
down a bit; but when they caught me, I got left out the front. Knew what
to do this time and gave them the flick coming out of the back corner
and was back in sixth wheel by the time we reached the next corner. So
AB missed the whole lot and probably doesn't believe me. But it was
soooooo much fun (in a "fsck this is really stupid" kind of way), I
think I will do something like that every race from now on.
Anyway the next half a lap was me hanging on for dear life as I had
convinced the boys it was a good idea to pick up the speed again and my
legs
were a bit sore and protesting, but a minute later I was fine again.
FEEL THE BURN, BABY!
There were a lot of poor form riders in the bunch... a few heroes, lots
of braking on the corners (I know... why are we not pedalling, people?)
and of course a little [censored] who cut in on a corner and told me to hold
my line... I asked her, "What, do you want me to ride on the grass?"
Abby is now a proven Cat 2 rider - yep, for the first time, he
didn't drop a lap! I am taking some of the credit for this, as it
conveniently happened only a short while after I gave him a lesson on
pedalling more efficiently. Now I'm scared he'll start beating me! Oh
well, [censored] happens. Lotte got dropped early but worked hard the entire
time. She didn't feel she needed bunch experience as she used to race
all the time, so she just wanted to get a good session out of it.
Paulie (the other one, Lotte's boy) rode really well but didn't bother
with the final sprint because he was getting squished between some
trihard sprinters that were nowhere near the front anyway.
I saw there were three of the little nasty girls in front of me so got
out of the saddle to sprint but felt like I was going to fall off, so I
sat again, it always looks funny when you pedal hard in the saddle
during a sprint, my mate came third the other week doing that. I didn't
understand what the problem was until I started to head home and saw
that I'd ripped my right shoe apart again. I'm sending the shoes back!
Didn't feature Newnham Rd with
only one shoe, so I got Abby to drive me from his place.
Sunday I had all sorts of dramas swapping the pedals on my bike because
the Miche pedals need a proper pedal wrench (spanner worked fine on the
Shimanos) and struggled to find somewhere that was open on a Sunday and
actually sold the damn things. "You sell pedals?" "Yep." "But not pedal
wrenches?" "Nope." "Well don't you think people would like to be able to
put their pedals on their bike?"
Lotte dragged me out on the MTB and it was heaps of fun but I fell off.
I rode over heaps more scary [censored] than normal and then fell off on a
familiar corner that I've nailed every time. Got some nice big sore
spots now.