race two was well race two. I wanted to leave this post at that but wont. A 44k (actually 46k) womens only bike race. The night before there was snow on the ground and a cold day ahead but we hardened up and got out there.
I set off at a decent pace which i hoped to keep up all the way to the turnaround, i knew there would be a headwind on the way back so thought i may aswell keep it up now as im rubbish in windy weather. My first novice mistake was to get on the front of the bunch, 3rd group, and then work until the next woman came up and took her turn......which never happened. I stayed there moving for someone to come upfront and even grunted and saying 'hello anyone wanna take a turn' but it never happened.
Thus on the turn around i blew up. And the women blew on by. I couldnt stay up there and with the wind my speedo dropped and dropped.
Feeling pretty deflated i cheered my friend up to get her 1st place age group and sulked home. Feeling and wondering why i was training at all.
Looking back at the day gave me some good tips- i had a big week this week and tired legs are not true legs to race on, i blew up with my novice brain in a bike race (some good mistakes learn for next time), tomorrow is a new day on the bike.
I think i need to stop looking at what others are doing and their results and just listen to my body. Its the thin line between wanting PB's and aiming so high you end up always feeling deflated with results.
A great weekend of sport though and well done to all who got out there- pb's and not! :))