Sunday, 27 April 2014

27/04/2014

Tour of the South West Stage 3:
In my more optimistic moments before the race, I hoped to help DK and Dom, and possibly sprint at the end. Given how things went last year, the more realistic aim was simply to survive.

Like the road race yesterday, I tried to start as far forward as I could, but in reality was still towards the back. In a field featuring a lot of strong NRS riders, it's hard to feel like you deserve to be at the front. After the first lap began with a literal and figurative bang, I never really had a choice about being up the pointy end. I was hanging on for dear life.

Each time we rounded the first left into the kicker, I stood and hit the pedals hard. The hill is both steeper and longer than the Kew crit course, so sitting and spinning never felt like an option for more than just the last little bit of the climb. Even then, it generally felt like a bad option.

At two points I gave up completely at the top of the climb, only to roll down the hill, through the tight left hander, and onto the back of the bunch. Finally, 27 minutes into the race, I couldn't face another time up the hill and withdrew to the sidelines to nurse lungs and legs that felt torn asunder.

I'm going to let my thoughts on this one, and the weekend in general, steep for a while before I commit them to print.

Strava link.

D: 18.6km
A: 337m

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