Well... what a shambolic day for myself...
Today was a day of excuses, failures and general whimpering... its a wonder i didn't have a bail or a mechanical.
I decided to have a go and hanging on to the training group... show sylv how its done ect ect. I mentioned this to Monty and George - Monty seemed cautious but George egged me on and said he was ducking out to do the 19's as he was feeling off, and could meet me if/when i dropped.
So off i set... with the big boys... felt fine untill just past the motorway junction where i started the drop... and by the time merstham was upon us the gap was to big to close... i came out of merstham and they were just before the lights... i gave it my all to catchup and they just flew up the hill and seamlessly turned right... i was out of "go" and couldnt fly up the hill and that was the end of the training group for me...
So i rushed through to Reigate (secretly hoping to make up time on the downhill and meet them at a long red light...!) but no.. so i waited in Riegate and thumbed a lift on the 19's as they rolled by.
George laughed as i told him i was waiting for the TG having left them for dust and announced that he thought they looked "a bit vicious" and that two were really on form... now he bloody tells me!!!!
So that was that... i was feeling boshed after going a bit nuts when i wasn't warm (i live a 2 minute roll from CSS so never warm up, and the TG seemed to be all go from the word go!) and struggled to hold a wheel (this my weakness anyways, unconfident on a wheel!) and we were rotating about but i was forever dropping back catching up ect ect and yoyoing, despite Georges efforts to encourage me to chase the wheel!
At this point i was flagging, and feeling a bit bad about kinda stretching out the tight group of 19's (not that the agreeables seemed to mind, but i felt like a wally). I felt frustrated as i have managed 19's before and we had a steady 21.8 mph here, which i can usually hold on my own no troubles!
Then i had another turn on the front... and it all went wrong... i suddenly found it VERY hard into wind so moved over and dropped back, i got a bad stitch in my right side and dropped back and right off the back, having to stop pedalling for a sec... epic fail.
Dropped from the 19's... the shame.
I kinda recovered from the stitch, hunched over trying to get my knee to my chest and decided to go nuts and try and catch up, i went crazy on the rpm and was in the smallest rear cog, i came around a corner in the woods and saw them disappear around a corner - great i can catch them i thought so i sprinted, legs flying round... but i didnt seem to be going anywhere... dejected i sat down having a right hissy fit at myself... such an avoidable situation but like a foolish child i had just gone all out and ran out.
Once my heart rate returned i realized the biggest of school boy errors... i had tried closing them down on the smaller ring up front, not the big... which was probably why i was struggling on the front so much minutes earlier... DOH!
So angry at myself, amused at my own stupidity and lost i just followed the signs to charlwood.
Arriving at the cafe i then discovered i was the first there!?
Epic fail... lessons learnt.
Nice run back with George showing me some tips and tricks, one legged cycling runs and bunny hopping potholes! and a fast run into Coulsdon.
Back at the cafe Monty said i guess you've learnt something today... when will you be ready for the TG? next week i came the reply!!
A good morning out... i just need to be quicker.
Keith W "The bus lane warrior!"