Well, two out of
three will do in the circumstances:
- Improve
my PB
- Get
under 21:30
- Do
a 20: something
Considering the amount of training & racing I’ve missed and how ropey I felt in the week leading up to it, a 40 second improvement on my PB can’t be too disappointing. Really felt the lack of racing in the last 2-3 miles and it almost certainly cost me the sub 21 ride I was after.
Also have to say
that I was slightly disappointed by the legendary V718. Nice course and lots and lots of shelter from
the wind, but no bloody traffic!
“It’s like being on
a conveyor belt mate, the traffic is ridiculous…”
“The traffic is
nuts! If it’s a good day, you’ll smash
your PB, even if it’s bad, you’ll still beat it….”
Starting at teatime on a Sunday afternoon probably wasn’t ideal therefore but I suppose it makes it a ‘purer’ ride of sorts.
Without a doubt, the
best thing about this course is the start. Quite a steep downhill run off the
sliproad and onto the A63 – not very often you’re up to 35+mph within 100 yards
of the start! Unfortunately, it sort of hypes
you up a bit too much and it’s hard to ease up back to a more sensible 28-29
mph and stick to your plan. Perhaps went slightly too hard out to the turn (the
occasion got to me!) and cracked a bit at 7 or 8 miles.
I eased up for a minute or so though and recovered
enough to find a bit of a kick for the finish. I knew from the stopwatch that
it was going to be soooo close to a sub 21 ride but the finishline took forever
to arrive. Went like a maniac for the last mile, in fact I can’t remember ever
sitting that far forward on the saddle, I’m surprised I didn’t slide onto the
top tube!
21:03. Just 4 seconds too late. Bugger!
The photo below taken at the turn has caused considerable amusement amongst family and friends. I appear to be bozz-eyed with effort!
Ah well. Still, you
have to remember that I felt so ill on the previous weds that I took myself off
to bed for most of the afternoon and I’d hardly been able to train at all since
the previous weekend.
Onwards and upwards…..
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