Glenvale - take 2
After yesterday's efforts in the hills, it was some tired legs that showed up to Glenvale this morning, but as true gluttons Jason and I signed in for A grade. And isn't the delightful lady at the desk a cherub- after berating us for a few minutes on why we should buy 3 race licenses and not day license's, she finally decided that she would indeed take our money. Thankfully.
So in 46 degree heat (at least!), we toed the start line, and perhaps I should of stayed there. I think the usual description of my early riding would be 'active', which was followed 25 minutes later by a regular beeping noise as I exited the back of the bunch with the lever firmly locked in reverse. Low horsepower was diagnosed due to atmospheric conditions and previous abuse, and the diagnosis was terminal, so it was with a whimper that I exited the course. Another learning experience shall we call it, I should be much better at taking my own advice...
Jason on the other hand smashed around the course with the best of 'em but was unable to make the move into the lead bunch and had to contend with making the most of the chase bunch, rolling more regular turns than many of his other loud mouthed fellow competitors. A word of advice - don't yell at other riders to take a turn, if you aren't prepared to do one yourself!!! Or if you are a funny bugger like that, expect some adverse reactions...
Jason made it into the final section of the race, but again the pace ramped up and the attacks came thick and fast, and with the heat and fatigue he was unable to make the gaps and also had to pull the pin and come camp in the shade... That, was a tough one...!
What did Jack get up to? Looks steep!!
So in 46 degree heat (at least!), we toed the start line, and perhaps I should of stayed there. I think the usual description of my early riding would be 'active', which was followed 25 minutes later by a regular beeping noise as I exited the back of the bunch with the lever firmly locked in reverse. Low horsepower was diagnosed due to atmospheric conditions and previous abuse, and the diagnosis was terminal, so it was with a whimper that I exited the course. Another learning experience shall we call it, I should be much better at taking my own advice...
Jason on the other hand smashed around the course with the best of 'em but was unable to make the move into the lead bunch and had to contend with making the most of the chase bunch, rolling more regular turns than many of his other loud mouthed fellow competitors. A word of advice - don't yell at other riders to take a turn, if you aren't prepared to do one yourself!!! Or if you are a funny bugger like that, expect some adverse reactions...
Jason made it into the final section of the race, but again the pace ramped up and the attacks came thick and fast, and with the heat and fatigue he was unable to make the gaps and also had to pull the pin and come camp in the shade... That, was a tough one...!
What did Jack get up to? Looks steep!!
posted by Ash Thomas at 10:09 pm
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