by treefrog » 23 Jun 2010 09:47
Tuesday 22nd June 2010: Lots of atmosphere at the local tri clubs' TT last night.
Firstly there was a change of venue die to roadworks, also the weather was good so there was a big field
Most of all it was a top f the table clash I had the opportunity to draw level witht he current leader in the league.
I had beaten him last week, by a mere 5 seconds but was this vctory due him not been at his best or me actually improving?
Last night I started off with my now usual foot fumble, but once I got clicked into the pedal I got down to business. I took the revs up and in two turns of the pedals I was into top gear, I pushed it then got into the zone (its a bit like you are above yourself and you're looking down at yourself working very hard) I loosened my legs and settled into an uncomfortable but sustainable rhythm. I hit the first rise and flew up it in top gear and the rhythm remained unbroken and I overtook two riders, I then got onto the next section, which was downhill or flat and the wind was neutral, I passed out five more and hit the roundabout on the outskirts of a village. I dropped it down a gear or two and hit a rhythm for the undulating road that lay ahead, I was still flying - it was painful but do-able, I passed three more riders. Then came the last turn 2.5 miles of tight little hills. I used the gears well and churned it out on the first big hill, and took it up on the downs and ups that followed. Then came the last hill - the second biggest on the course, I was in agony, I cracked momentarily and went into a too easy gear, as I crested it I wised up and quickly went through the gears and got into the big one. I gunned it on the gentle descent to the line, and finally got relief from the pain and torture. I gasped and dry wretched and I knew that apart from the waver on the last hill I could not have gone any faster on that occasion.
I waited for the results ... with everyone else. I was announced as second - 14 seconds behind the winner ( the league leader) I was angry for losing, I was happy that I pushed myself so hard and vowed never to crack again. Overall I was annoyed about throwing an opportunity away.
Then an hour after I got home I got a phone call I had won they got the timing wrong by (30 seconds) and I had actually won the TT by 16 seconds. I was delighted, the pain was worth it.
Wednesday 23rd June 2010: 1kM swim 30 minutes nothing special but still glowing following last nights' vctory!