Every so often in life and competitive sport, someone elses' weaknesses fall right into the lap of your own strengths. The only thing that makes that feel remotely bad is when that other person is someone you quite like and respect.
What can't take it away is for every bad day I have had, I deserved my third place today for being a brave downhiller with moderately OK bike handling skills. I overcame my initial lethargy to start riding all but one of the killer 30ft long climbs and Red and I remained (mostly) vertical through the rest of the race.
Finally it feels like the training is paying off.
Colchester rocks.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Result
Last weekend, the Eastern Ladies' A-team took a bronze medal in the Inter-Area Cyclo-cross champtionships. Shame I was the B-team but there you go. I'm happy for the others. I waited around to see them get their medals and instead they gave it to London in error, then sent everyone home because they couldn't figure out the other results at all.
This Saturday I have spent all day writhing around under the vanu getting covered in black, sticky engine oil as I embarked on my first solo oil and filter change.
Quite humorously I purchased a torque-wrench with the intention of ensuring the sump plug is tightly fastened to the correct torque so oil does not leak out later. I then used said torque wrench as a hammer to unfasten the tightened sump plug since the garage had done it up too bloody tight to unfasten whilst lying on my side in the road.
A job well done by 3, I took the vanu out for a spin to dispose of the waste oil. Getting Halfords confused with Canadian tyre, the waste oil is still in the back of the van but at least we had no catastrophes. I hope, in the rush to get to Colchester tomorrow for racing, I don't find the vanu standing in a pool of oil in the morning.
This Saturday I have spent all day writhing around under the vanu getting covered in black, sticky engine oil as I embarked on my first solo oil and filter change.
Quite humorously I purchased a torque-wrench with the intention of ensuring the sump plug is tightly fastened to the correct torque so oil does not leak out later. I then used said torque wrench as a hammer to unfasten the tightened sump plug since the garage had done it up too bloody tight to unfasten whilst lying on my side in the road.
A job well done by 3, I took the vanu out for a spin to dispose of the waste oil. Getting Halfords confused with Canadian tyre, the waste oil is still in the back of the van but at least we had no catastrophes. I hope, in the rush to get to Colchester tomorrow for racing, I don't find the vanu standing in a pool of oil in the morning.
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