Wow it was hot today… The old SRM read 46 degrees Celsius at one point, may have even been hotter! I don’t even want to know what that is in Fahrenheit, because then it might mean something! All I know is that I lost exactly 2kg of what I am gonna go ahead and guess is water weight.
After having 1 mechanical problem all year, I suffered 3 wheel changes today! 2 in the last 30km. Frowny face. This being a 200+ field, it takes a bit of energy to make it back to the front when it is all strung out in the finale. I did this twice. Not tooting my own horn or anything… Trust me, it hurt.
Approaching 2km to go, I had just made it back to the first riders. I spotted Greg, our designated sprinter on the day and told him to get on my wheel. Unknown to me, he could not shift for some reason. It was all quite hectic, as finales of bike races usually are. I yelled at him to hold my wheel and buried myself to get to the front 10 riders. With about 1km to go I made it to the leading Leopard train, and swung off. Greg, unable to shift and spun out as a result, could not hold my wheel and I had lost him somewhere along the way. I was blown and got out of everyone’s way, job done for the day.
Congrats to my boy CJ Sutton though, very impressive!
On to the next one.