The plan was simple, wait for the last lap and sprint with half a lap to go. Win!
Somehow I was convinced that I was going to win this race. Just had to wait patiently all the race for the final sprint.
I was well positioned, but not riding that well. Twice I was called out for not holding my line and twice they were probably right (I had the chance to apologize to the TCC rider during the race, I'm not sure who was the other one).
With two to go a rider in my left got our handlebars tangled. He complained loudly but I think it was his fault. Anyway, luckily we both managed to solve the situation and keep pedalling.
In the final sprint I found myself out of the top positions, sprinting for the seventh. I actually found the time to count them.
And counting them I saw some more riders passing me in the last meters
I had a whole lap to blame myself for such terrible sprint.
When I met my wife at the HQ she was clear "everyone passed you because you stop sprinting too early"; and I know she was right.
My daughter told me I did tenth but I know I was eleventh. Instead of sprinting I was counting and I also counted the four that passed me!!
Still, looking at the numbers it was my hardest, fastest, race and sprint in Preston Park, but I was told there is no price for good numbers.
Will have to do a bit better next time chopper.
The race in Strava
[edit 19/3/2014]
The results are out and it seems my daughter was right and I can't count :-)
Take care
Javier Arias González
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