Boo! I smashed pretty hard at Sandown last night.
Nothing busted, but I've lost a bit of skin all down my left side, all the way from my shoulder to my ankle. The gravel rashes and grazes aren't too bad, actually. First thing I did when I got home was rush to the chemist to get some sympathy from the chicks there, but nothing doing.
It was so farking stupid: it was caused by my gears slipping when I was off the seat having a bit of a stomp! Stupid! All that time I spend hanging out with my bikes and I can't even get my gears right.
I blame the Soloist for not having barrel adjusters on the downtube,
otherwise I would've given it a little tweak during the race. I'm gunna put an inline barrel on it.
I'd had a crack for the line about 5kms from the finish, but it didn't work (I'm still too fat to get up the 'hill'
), therefore, I was no shot at all for a place, so I don't know why I even had that last stomp. I was near the back, and I was about to roll up the pit lane without even crossing the line, then I thought "fark it, I'll have one last stomp to hurt my legs a bit". Then *bang*. There were only a few people behind me, and they all got around me ok. Two guys stopped to pick up me bike and get me off the track
Anyway, the bunches are way bigger than the end of last season: 72 blokes in B-grade, plus a handful of chicks; and 78 in A-grade! Fark that. I might give it a miss for a while.
Do the numbers usually drop off as the season progresses? I only went to race Tuesdays to avoid the carnage on Beach Rd, but it's got so big that I reckon I'd rather mix it up down there with 30 blokes than try to win against 75 people