.Anyway it was the wettest so far by quite along way.Woke up this morning feeling OK...still taking a few meds but seem to OK.Rocked up to my Clubs round of the 2009 series...12 km loops and pretty much flat...just 2 little bumps.Normally I would think I had a good chance finally getting a flat race butafter a week on the antibiotics it is unlikely.But stranger things have happened...and this was a strange race!.I sat at the back pretty much for the first 50km's...last 10 places anyway.There were only 45-50 riders today because of the weather..which is a shame as it means less profits for the club.But the pace was weird...very nervous on the little roads and even thou there was lots of attacks they never got far.I wasn't feeling amazing...I wasn't finding it very hard but I had the shakes a bit,never great on race day.So as we rolled into the final lap I started moving up...thru the final corner I was in the front portion of the bunch...the final straight has a few curves but is pretty much 4kms long...I told the young fella in the club that if he is feeling OK to attack hard with 1km to go...more for me than for him as it gaurantees a fast sprint...and he might be able to stay away,but he went way to early and had faded by the 1km mark
and I was totally bunched in on the right hand side!....grrr.Finally managed to get into the more open right hand side of the road and a gap opens up...I think there is about 6-700 meters to go so I push it a bit in the wind to try and move back up....and then suddenly I am in the front!...crap...how did that happen!...400 meters to go and the line just coming into site and I am 1 or 2 meters in front with the peloton lined up 7 or 8 abreast behind me 
...I sit there looking both sides for 10 seconds and realise I am going to get swamped...so there is only one thing for it "when in doubt,lead it out"...so I go as hard as I can in the 53/11 with 350 meters or so to go heart rate hits 190bpm as I roll across the line with 10 meters of clear air behind me...sweet!...finally win one and the one I wanted to win the most 
.Will post up a pic of the trophy tommorrow as it is really cool!...for the rest of the day I felt totally spaced out,thank god I finish the drugs tonight!.
4 more points and I am in 2nd Division...honestly I think it is time anyway because with a year or so off racing my form is starting to return and I am not finding 3 division too hard...bring it on!.
...yup it was a pretty big step up.But after the first lap I mentally slap myself and think I am not here to roll around...I am here to win!.So I move up and up and up...pretty much the whole race is me moving up and dropping back on the climbs...then repeat,but it is all calculated,I realise within the first 45 minutes that a break won't go away,well not easily anyway...to windy and too fast in all the wrong places,for a break that is.So I drop back a bit on the climbs trying to conserve strength then move up in other parts.2 gels later and nearly 2 bottles later we are nearing the 70km mark...definately noticing the longer races already,but I feel good and have my plan of attack formulated.My bike is a sticky mess with drinks/sweat and gel dribbles...but my head is in a pretty good place I am loving the harder racing.2nd to last lap I start to move up....at the bell I am about 30th and keep moving up trying to stay sheltered from the wind.
...maybee a change of club next year.
