Thursday, 25 October 2012


6am NRR:
As I rolled up to Luna Park, post sprinting, a man with a thick Scottish accent rode past and told me I was a machine. I think that's a good thing, though I didn't feel like I was deserving of it, to me a machine works turns all morning, down and back, never failing to come through. That wasn't me as it wasn't how I rode this morning.

I pulled a couple of turns early on the trip down, but the roaring northerly and two days of hard work in my legs combined to find me a little shy of the front and the high 50km/h speeds required to pull turns.

The way back was a little better, but I still wasn't rolling through religiously. I was more agnostic, I believed in turns, but I wasn't sure which turn was for me. Certainly not all of them.

Anyway, thanks for the compliment random Scottish dude.

D: 45.4 km

A: 197m


D: 14.7km
A: 153m

PMPW: 91kg

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