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Shiny new Bike and kit, that didn't last long! |
The weather was doing its best to put people off with rain,
wind and temperatures of 4 degrees but a hardy 89 turned up for my race. I have
never ridden in a bunch that big before and didn’t really know what to expect.
All of the advice I had been given in the lead up to the race was ‘stay at the
front’. That’s all very well but I had no idea what the pace would be like or
how easy that would be as I assumed everyone would have the same idea,
especially given the spray from other peoples wheels if you were riding
anywhere other than on the front.
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Staying out of the way near the front |
Oddly I found the pace fairly gentle and it was easy to move
up the pack and find myself on the front by halfway around the first lap. The
course was basically a 3.7 mile square with 3 sharp corners and 1 gentle bend
just before the start finish and a small climb. The pace picked up out of the
sharp corners but other than that it was easy to sit in the front 8 and
preserve energy. Unfortunately it was so cold that this meant I could hardly
feel my fingers and my legs weren’t really awake.
On the second lap I decided to stretch my legs a bit. It
wasn’t really a concerted attack but I got quite a large gap which I maintained
for a couple of corners before sitting up with the idea of dropping back. At
this point another guy attacked and caught me shouting at me to work together
to get away which sounded like fun for a while. However, after about a mile of
‘through and off’ it became apparent we weren’t really making any headway and
it was unrealistic to hold off the pack for 6 more laps so I sat up again and
dropped back to the pack while he pushed on until being caught at the start of
the next lap. For the next 5 laps I just sat in trying to keep my position at
the front and not get caught in any crashes. No-one made a concerted attack so
the pace was fairly relaxed.
Going through the start finish for the final time the bell
rang and everyone got a bit excited and upped the pace. At this point I thought
‘here we go, this must be where it gets hard’ but alas, it didn’t. The pace
dropped again and even out of the final corner there wasn’t too much urgency.
The final straight was into a headwind and slightly up hill so I stayed in
wheels for as long as possible. There was a lot of shouting of ‘Hold your line’
as people jostled for positions behind me before someone’s front wheel caught
my left foot which was followed my more shouting and a bike cartwheeling into
the bushes on my right. At this point I kicked for the line, mostly as I wanted
to steer clear of any further carnage. I caught the leader with about 50 metres
to go and held on for the win.


Thanks to Giant Radlett for their support and the loan of a bike for the race!
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Thanks to @NigelGutgenug for the photos! |
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