|Let the pain begin......|
The exposed north Shropshire plain always seems to be windy, and the forecast gusty weather arrived as predicted. And as is all too often the case, the wind direction was going to make the return leg of the event just brutal. At least it was dry.
Warm up complete, we lined up on at the start. 1 minute…..30 secs…10…5..4..3..2..1…We were off, all clipped in and quickly up to race pace. After a check to confirm that we were all present and correct, it was time to get settled in. Even though our practice session had been short, it was paying dividends from the off and our changes where going smoothly.
One of the standout features of this event is the level of support enjoyed along the route. When the going is getting tough it’s amazing the difference a friendly face and cheer can make. It really does make a difference, so thanks to all who came out to the course to show their support.
The wind really made itself felt at the first turn onto the Hodnet bypass. With a tailwind and slightly downhill to boot, we seemed to be absolutely flying along, seemingly oblivious to what this would mean on the return leg. Our progress was still good as we headed out to the turn, and we were still riding smoothly and sharing the work on the front.
Past the 20 mile marker and we were about to face the toughest part of the day. Less than 2 miles in length, but wide open: into a block headwind, and uphill for the final couple of hundred metres. Suddenly the ease with which we’d ridden this part of the course in the opposite direction a few minutes earlier, came back to bite us. In an instant our cohesion was in tatters as the gradient took its tool. The nature of the event meant we had no choice other than to regroup, and try and recover.
Back as a unit we made the final turn for home, less than 6 miles to go: disaster averted and we were ready for one final push. Past the infamous (on Strava at least) Peplow Pave and we were in the home straight.
It was time to empty the tanks and leave it all out there on the road. Thankfully the final few hundred metres were downhill, across the line, and suddenly it was all over. I think we were all pleased with how things had gone on what was a really very difficult course, made all the worse by the wind.
What followed was a very gentle return to race HQ for coffee and cake (a crucial part of post TT tradition), and soon after came the official results. Dame Sarah’s team were pushed into second by the oh so impressive local team from Rhino Velo, but where did we end up? 14th on the day, and although we missed out 1:20 target by 55 seconds, I was pleased with the time given the conditions.
Although riding in society colours, all of the team this year were also Wrekin Sport CC members and so we were also riding for the club’s prestigious ;¬) 4-Up Championship Trophy. What’s more we won it! Amazing……
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