Monday, 10 June 2013


Three Day Tour 3DT - Stage 4:
The day dawned to the smell of well used legs. What does that smell like you ask... come race the three day tour and I'll show you!

Anyway, as well as the faint aroma of pain, it was cold and foggy, so foggy in fact that they decided to delay the start of the race... until it lifted, or by an hour, or by 45 minutes. With no control over the start time I worked on what I thought I could control, warming up my legs. Sitting on the trainer there was emptiness from my hips down. My computer was telling me it wasn't just my brain, my numbers looked horrible. Oh well, it's only 1 stage, KOMs on the first of 2 laps. If I could help DK until the bonus time was eaten up, then that should be enough.

I've got to take my hat off to Dever, the boy was relentless this weekend. I figured after chasing down the break on Saturday and driving one on Sunday he might be a bit tired. Nope, he was once again the most aggressive bloke in the bunch, throwing out attack after attack. CJ and Lou had Dave covered early, so I sat in until the KOM where I promptly went our the arse. The chase back on hurt, but with a few others, we got the job done.

Repeat this process and we come to lap 3. Along the exposed first straight I'd just got back on and saw that there was a break up the road, and Dever wasn't in the bunch (ie. he was in the break), so I rolled to the front and pulled hard. The legs came alive and the gap was we soon closed. That was about all I directly contributed today. I pulled a hard turn or two later in the lap, but got spat before the KOM and finished the race at an easier pace with a couple of others. I was confident DK had the tour won, and I'd roll in to big grins and back slapping.

Once again, I spent my excited emotions before they were earned. On the 3rd KOM, Dever attacked, again, and got away before his team mate James Butler went across and they rode away for the win. DK went from 1st to 5th in the time I was out of contact.

Obviously I'm gutted for my mate, and sad that I didn't do enough to ensure the win for him. On a personal level I had some good moments and some bad. I'm feeling a lot more confident in my fitness, though realise I'm not climbing as well as I need to. It's possible that giving away 15kg to the next heaviest guys might be the root of that climbing issue.

Strava link.

D: 88.7km
A: 1,161m

PMPW: 96kg

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