Lea Valley CC — Race Report - Sat 23rd May 2015 - Cyclopark

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Race Report - Sat 23rd May 2015 - Cyclopark

A build up of mixed fortunes: Carsten and Soren were out in Italy with Barnaby riding up and down mountains (though not on the Giro). Tim set a new PB of 25:14 in the Tuesday Tens at the Velopark. Meanwhile, I finally got my frame back after idiotically crunching the carbon into a signpost, to find a repair which looked suspiciously like gaffer tape on the downtube:

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I didn’t get a chance to ride it before today’s race, so I just had to trust it had properly been fixed. So - off to Cyclopark again. David and Carsten were first up in the third cat race:

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There were no breaks to speak of (not while we were watching, anyway) and both of them stuck in the bunch. With a lap to go David came past us about a length behind the last man in the group - was he suffering? Had he blown? He took his hands off the bars and shrugged at us as we encouraged him to get back in there - little did we realise he’d actually gone from front to back in the brief period before he came into sight. David’s story:

Probably my most ‘enjoyable’ race today so far - I finished…, in the front bunch…, didn’t nearly crash…, and don’t think I nearly caused a crash. Relative success and achieved my objectives for the day! 

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Following recent trends, LVCC duly got camped at the front on the start line which made for a much more calm introduction to the race. The pace was quite mixed again, with periods of rolling along or nearly stalling into the head wind, followed by more frenetic pedalling although it never got ridiculous. I don’t know if my handling is improving or I’m slightly less nervous, but the bunch seemed much more mannerly today, no dodgy dive bombing through or cutting up. I did manage to keep up more towards the front of the bunch, but as soon as you’re there you’re back in the swarm again!  A few short spurts off the front were made over the duration, but getting a sustainable gap proved impossible as there were too many people keen to jump aboard or chase it down instantly.
Being on the front row of the bunch heading towards the finish line before the final lap, I felt extremely relieved as I knew I would finish for a change. Alas in this period of relaxation, I went from first to last in the space of 100m as everyone suddenly went crazy clamouring for the first corner. I didn’t really care until I turned round and realised that I was now actually completely last. With a bit of an effort, I got reattached and clambered back up to finish respectfully mid bunch.
All in all, a much more pleasant experience from which I can hopefully try for a positioned finish with a bit more conviction.

In the end, David was not far behind Carsten, who managed to edge his way into the top ten with his sprint finish (we think 9th - not yet confirmed). A good display by both of them.

Next up it was the turn of the mere mortals in the 4th cat race. Me and Tim were in the second row on the grid, where we waited longer than usual due to one rider’s tyre exploding as he approached the start line. Soren, however, had made the same mistake we’d all made a few weeks ago and warmed up for longer only to find himself starting from the back. No great problem, though - it took me about seven attempts to clip my left foot into my pedal, by which point Soren had come past me before we even got to the 180-degree bend at the top of the course.

The wind was blowing the opposite way from previous weeks, which meant there was a tailwind on the descent towards the very sharp 90-degree left hander. With the bunch approaching it at over 30mph this led to the squealing of brakes left, right and centre as everyone realised they (or they people around them) weren’t going to make it. Inevitably there were people disappearing onto the grass, including Tim who found himself briefly back with me as a result. More strangely, there was a crash mid-pack as we went uphill into a headwind on a straight section, though I think only three riders went down.

After about 15 minutes, I became the latest of many riders to lose contact with the back of the bunch. I stuck to the back wheel of a stronger rider and we tried desperately to chase back on, but it was that familiar depressing story: for five minutes you can see the bunch, but you just can’t reach them, no matter what you do. You tell yourself  that they might all slow down in a moment, but instead the gap goes from 10 seconds, to 15 seconds, to 20 seconds…and then they’re out of sight and it just becomes a battle to avoid getting dropped.

My companion dropped me and I battled with a sense of pointlessness for a bit, trapped between him and a group of four chasing after me. Eventually, after about ten minutes that felt like an hour, I fought my way back to him and we worked together. Then, eventually, around the forty minute mark, the chasers (who were now down to three) caught us and the five of us upped the pace to stave off getting lapped.

As it stands, we didn’t get lapped, but we would have done if they’d made us do the full hour. Instead, as our group fragmented down to three they told us we had one lap left and then we would need to pull out (about ten minutes before the leaders).

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(I should point out that I didn’t chose to ride without sunglasses or mitts, these were just some of the numerous items I forgot to take with me, which included (until I rapidly returned home) my race top, cycling shoes, helmet and wallet). So, the three of us contested a fierce sprint for that coveted 38th-ish spot:

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Meanwhile, at the front of the race, there was little to report. Nobody was escaping off the front, it was just a case of people falling off the back. Tim and Soren managed to stick in there with the 30 or so who were left for the final laps:

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The result in the end was a near-carbon copy of two weeks ago: Soren managed to sprint to 9th place and Tim was perhaps around 15th - a creditable results for both of them (though Soren was complaining that at this rate it will take him another ten races to clamber up to 3rd cat status).

And finally - it would seem wrong not to include these final photos of Soren and Tim as I’m sure they will serve as a valuable marketing tool in attracting new members to the club:

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