Well after a less than perfect journey thanks to an afternoon of unexplainable traffic on the m25 (clockwise), i made it to hillingdon for my second crack at this racing lark.
Feeling a lot better than last week, both physically and less nervous, i was determined to get a higher place than last week. So in true 'shadow' style i spent the majority of the race at or around the back of the pack. Ray's words of wisdom from last week still fresh in my mind ('don't feel obliged to do any work on the front'!). So like a proper sprinter i lurked in the wheels for 45mins of racing...
Then came the final two laps, at 2 laps to go i was around 20 places back from the front. After battling my way through i managed to get up to about 6th wheel. Then i started to get nervous, but i was determined to hold my position. After some crafty manouvering, id moved up to 4th down the back straight. At this point id like to congratulate addiscombes new lead-out man, simon h. He was on the front almost the entire last lap. I wasn't exactly sure what his tactics were (nor was he i think!?!?), but it was great to have someone setting a consistently fast pace for the final lap.
So the last corner came, round i went running a little ride. But upright i remained, then i looked up, and the shadow himself had appeared from absolutely nowhere! And more to the point he was quite a bit in front of me, with about 4 people around him. This was it, i had to start sprinting. Head down i went for it, then i noticed Steve drifting left, onto my line. I called to stay over as i was moving faster, and in true agreeable fashion he did. I powered on overtaking to come into first place, crossing the line about 3 bike lengths clear of the next man. I celebrated quietly to myself, looked around and acknowledged steve. There was my first victory, or so i thought.........
As steve cought up to me, he broke the news. A three man break away had escaped around halfway through the race. Which was a fact completely unbeknown to me, given i spent most of my race at the back. Who ever said hillingdon was a procession for sprinters!?!?!? My heart sank, i couldnt believe it. For the few seconds i thought id won i was ecstatic, only to be completely gutted there after.
Steve said after the race, his only thought as he saw me shake my fist as i crossed the line 'oh dear, he thinks he's won!'
So another race, another lesson learnt. I guess we never stop learning ay!
4th - Me
6th - Steve 'the shadow'
While simon and ray both finshed comfortably inside the top 15. The addiscombe racing scene continues to bloom. Meanwhile we discussed the need for an addiscombe racing radio!