I awoke this morning feeling shabby (apologies to Shabby) and
idled along to Glenvale. Warm weather this morning seems to
have encouraged extra numbers to appear in C grade. 9am we
roll out and right off the bat two riders decide to leave the
"safety" of the bunch. The's no reaction from the rest of the field
initially but soon enough a chase commences. After a few laps(?)
the field is back together. There seems to be a bunch of riders
communicating to each other and working together and when
they go, the rest of the field simply doesn't want to work to
chase them.
Another break goes away and this one does some real damage,
I think, leaving some riders behind. Some riders manage to
bridge the gap, moving up in dribs and drabs, but most of the
field are struggling to chase them down. Your's truly drives the
bunch and then looks over for support.. to find.. a bunch totally
unwilling to work! [censored]! I resume the chase and eventually
it all comes back together with some other riders joining in to
chase (thank deity!).
At some point mid-race a guy gets nice and wobbly coming out
of the corner and I lock up a nice new ProRace.. doh! (Sorry
to the dudes behind me ;-))
Basically the bulk of the race involved me spending too much
time in the wind, chasing breaks or repositioning myself - no
mistaking it was a hard race!
With one lap to go, people are smashing pedals into the ground
in a desperate attempt to maintain their speed through the
corners and I'm just waiting for someone to go down near
me/onto me/in front of me. I'm too far back and decide to
surge up near the front to find a leadout wheel. At the same
time as I surge, the peloton gets cagey and riders slow down,
waiting for some sucker to go first and provide a wheel to lock
onto. Oh [censored]! Guess which sucker just passed the field?
Yeah, muggins here..
It's too late to mess around, slow down and grab someone's
wheel and I've been telling myself all race that I would sprint to
the line no matter how far back in the field I was. So, I go for it,
sucking in huge gasps of air, clicking up a gear every time my
cadence gets high enough to allow it. I see people move up
next to me but fade back again. It's perhaps 200m from the
final corner to the finish line..
More people move close but can't pass. I'm within 10m of the
line and I'm not going to slow down! A split second later I spot
another movement to my right and BAM! a bunch of four riders
sweeps past me to take the first four places, relegating my sorry
[censored] to the non-paying zone again!! Noooo!!! I spoke to the
winner and he said the average speed was ~42.5, which is up
around B grade averages I think. It definately felt harder!
Debriefing: Even though I missed that elusive win, I was still
relatively happy with the race. I did a lot of unnecessary work
and didn't have anyone for a leadout and I still managed a good
finish after a hard race. In my mind, that's okay, I just have to
try again for the win. Did some B-graders sneak into C-grade
or something?
Stats: To Follow
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