What a great ride today! Sorry if I put some off by posting it was going to rain - it stayed dry and warm enough for shorts and light long-sleeve jersey.
I must be getting stronger, I broke a chain for the first time ever
. From the start of the ride I kept hearing that clicking noise every two or three pedal revolutions, but couldn’t work out what it was – obviously it couldn’t be the pedals, or the cranks. To add to my confusion my shoes have those tiny bolts that are meant to tell you exactly where to position your Look cleats when you replace them, but the bloke at Cyclefit didn’t tighten them after fitting my cleats, and I keep forgetting to do it – so it makes that same clicking noise every pedal turn.
Anyway it took me 2.5 hours to realise what it was – after Box Hill I could feel the chain wasn’t turning properly through the rear mech, so at the lights I looked and the KMC quick link had split open and was poking outwards. I pushed it back and carried on – if Box Hill on the 53*12 hadn’t snapped it, it would hold on until I got home!
Felt way better than last week, when I wake up before my alarm rings I know I’m going to be ok for the day! Which didn’t prevent me from getting dropped just before the M23 (that horrible drag before we go under the bridge), I had taken a turn at the front and foolishly let George Paul and Stu (I think) gain a few meters on me, thinking I’d catch up on the downhill – but they hammered it and I couldn’t get back on them, thankfully they eased up a bit after the climb.
On the ups and downs I always seem to feel weak, and use attack as the best defense – hammer it out of the saddle, and hope no-one else will bother to come up front and increase the speed – somehow it always seem to work, well not this week as George came past and got to the top of the last bump first. He then took some really strong turns at the front into the wind, there were bits on the flats when I was leading and managing only 33km/h, then George would come up front and it would jump to 36.
I just love those moments when after taking a hard turn at the front, someone comes past way faster than you are, and you just know that you have to give everything to get onto their wheel, you know you’ll be ok if you do, but otherwise you’ll get dropped – there were a few of those for me today.
For the Charlwood sprint I thought that Marek was gentlemanly going to ease off just before the sign, so I hammered it as he was only about 15 meters ahead, but to no avail.
I think it was me who suggested the 53*12 Box Hill, it wasn’t as bad as I thought (George was on 53*11 wasn’t he?) but we did look like a bunch of drunk cyclists weaving from side to side of the road. I let George Paul and Stu get away thinking they were going too fast from the start, and too right by the first hairpin I’d caught them up. I went past George in what seemed the slowest overtaking ever, but I really thought I’d had them at that point. But no they all kept up and by the second hairpin I let George and Paul go past. There was a comical moment when George thought he could sit down, but promptly got out of the saddle again straight away. I think Paul managed it though.
Good fast ride back, Stu and I got away through the posh houses detour, and I let Stu do a bit more work as I knew he was just about to turn off home (that and I couldn’t get past him anyway).
Really looking forward to the upcoming road racing season, we’ve got a good 2nd/3rd Cat team and it will be interesting to do some team work and see what it leads us too.