by PhilBixby
Sun Jun 22, 2014 8:07 am
Since I'm back racing after a fortnight of green stuff and fatigue, I'll kick this off!
Over to Barton on Humber for the Barton Wheelers Midsummer Old Blokes Race, along with AndyC, DaveC and MarkD - so representation in each of the age races. The C/D race was deceptively brisk; someone cleared off from the gun and there were enough strong lads that there was a constant succession of digs off the front separated by brief but welcome lulls. I settled down after a couple of laps of coughing fits and kept within sight of the sharp end so I could always make sure I was in the front half of any splits. On the second half of the final lap we came up behind the E/F/G/H race and in amongst the jostling I hit a b****y great pothole at the foot of a fast descent. Thought I'd got away with it and had just pulled past the older fellas in the first dozen of my lot when the front tyre went flat. Aaaargh - but at least it did so before the flat-out left hander leading into the run to the finish, and someone lent me a front wheel to ride back to HQ even before I'd clip-clopped to the finish line. 267W for 1hr15, and my legs felt better than they have done all season - I'm wondering if this training lark is all it's cracked up to be...
Over to Barton on Humber for the Barton Wheelers Midsummer Old Blokes Race, along with AndyC, DaveC and MarkD - so representation in each of the age races. The C/D race was deceptively brisk; someone cleared off from the gun and there were enough strong lads that there was a constant succession of digs off the front separated by brief but welcome lulls. I settled down after a couple of laps of coughing fits and kept within sight of the sharp end so I could always make sure I was in the front half of any splits. On the second half of the final lap we came up behind the E/F/G/H race and in amongst the jostling I hit a b****y great pothole at the foot of a fast descent. Thought I'd got away with it and had just pulled past the older fellas in the first dozen of my lot when the front tyre went flat. Aaaargh - but at least it did so before the flat-out left hander leading into the run to the finish, and someone lent me a front wheel to ride back to HQ even before I'd clip-clopped to the finish line. 267W for 1hr15, and my legs felt better than they have done all season - I'm wondering if this training lark is all it's cracked up to be...