Second to last at the Horton sprint.
Considering I didn’t sprint I’d argue it was a great result. I’m that easy to get happy about my own performances.
My excuse (there is always an excuse) is I honestly thought the sprint was called off. The road was very wet, it was sunny at that very moment, but minutes ago it was raining a lot. Perks of the British summer.
I think I was third wheel as we appeached the last roundabout. I could probably brag about being a naturally well positioned sprinter as I got there without even trying.
I saw a couple of riders going on the drops and the naive in me still thought the sprint was still called off.
I felt the pace accelerating ever so slightly and I didn’t think much of it.
Then I saw Jack attacking and everyone following suit and I all I could do was to admire how fast they went for the line.
Let’s be honest I was never a great sprinter. My lack of skills to read the signs around me, very clear signs in highsight, probably makes me the worst sprinter in history.
The ride in Strava: https://www.strava.com/activities/11829176067/
Take care of yourself
Javier Arias González
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