Today we head off to the Derby Velodrome (or Arena if you insist)
for the second Cycle Derby Sportive and their first spring one. I had packed shorts
and short sleeves for this one but as soon as we arrive the wind blows us off
our feet. Time for a rethink. On go the arm warmers, the long trousers and
the full fingered gloves.
L is not sure she can manage 50 miles so downgrades to the
30 mile route. She’s not the only one, faced with some challenging conditions
many don’t fancy it and the 100 mile route seems sparsely attended.
All the way around the roads of South Derbyshire and Leicestershire
the swirling wind never seems to be behind us, always either in your face or
blowing sideways. Luckily there aren’t many hills, the few that do come seems
to be centred around Swithland in Leicestershire. A place I have un-fond memories
of from our orienteering days.
The first stop on my 50 mile route (correction 53 mile
route) is on the roadside somewhere just outside Barrow upon Soar, we have done 21
miles but the food stocks aren’t great. They only have energy bars and they
are running out fast.
My pace is less than I would have liked but I can’t find
anyone to pull me along. In fact I often end up with a group behind me using me
as a shield to the wind.
After 43 miles we are somewhere near Breedon on the Hill and
a much better stop with plenty of sausage rolls and cheesy pastries. Just 10
miles to go but still the wind hasn’t changed direction.
When I roll across the finish line, it isn’t there. In fact
the whole event village is nowhere to be seen, having been blown off Pride
Park. They have all moved into the Velodrome foyer where they dispense hot soup
and medals.
No comments:
Post a Comment