by -Adam- » Fri Aug 25, 2006 8:58 am
Well that was what they call character building i think!?
As usual i arrived far too early for the race, but this also meant my usual pre-race nerves seemed to disappear before they even started. After nick and the other aggreeable support crew arrived i almost forgot i was even signed on to race! Then when tim arrived things started to look like a race. He said, 'just stay near the front and you'll be fine', what for the whole race i gasped! 'Yes'.
Once i finally got on the track for a warm up, i started to get nervous. The realisation that i was on yet another new track (and the fact i hadn't a clue how to ride it) sank in! As i sat at the start, my heart was racing... stay near the front, stay near the front...
Trouble was, as usual i started at the back. Big mistake. As reported already the Dynamo boys really wanted to control the race. Which wasn't going to be too hard for them since they made up about a quarter of the race!
So the pace was absolutely frenetic from the gun. I was struggling from the start. Sprinting out of every corner to keep contact with the bunch was soon going to take its toll. And it did...
8 laps gone (out of 25 apparently, though it felt like more than that!) and i was off the bvack for good. I felt terrible. Before the race i even naively said i was goingh to try a break. As on Sunday i felt v strong at goodwood. trouble was i dont think id completely recovered from the 50miles in 1hr 50mins at goodwood, i had lulled myself into a completely false sense of security.
So there it was, the harsh reality of bike racing, i was dropped. The next few laps took forever as i faced up to either pulling out like so many had already done so, or just finishing for the pride. It was one of the biggest mental battles i have ever faced, for those few laps i could barely understand why i rode a bike at all, let alone pretended i could race. But then i decided i was not going to have DNF next to my name. Im worth more than that i kept telling myself. So i dug in and tryed to find a ryhthm. The support from the aggreables at the roadside was a major factor in me continuing, i didnt want to let them down.
So eventually, after being lapped, i finished. Given the amount of people that abandoned, i reckon i was probably just about in the top 20. Though around 2.30 down on the winner. I was just happy to finish.
So once again my inexperience was probably my downfall, but i can only keep learning right!? in the last couple of races i have learnt a great deal about what my body can do, and as such, am learning when to give it some, and when to back off.
Those of you who no me will know i can climb reasonably, but the hill at the palace is more like bloody alpe'd'huez the speed it gets ridden up!
What i am taking from the last few races is a much better idea of what i need to train on for next spring. Because ill be back! And i will win a race at the palace even if it kills me!!!
Last race of the season at palace next year, we must have as many riders there as possible. We gotta rival those bloody Dynamo's!!! Half of them are fat anyway! They must be beaten...
Cheers...
An almost recovered Adam
ps. will be on my last clubrun tommorow, off to liverpool in 2 weeks, and will be racing at hillingdon next saturday.