A blog about skating and cycling, or vice versa

Some day my sprints will come#

Mon, 12 Jun 2006 13:00:00 +0000

No race report from last weekend, because I didn't race anywhere. I have three weekends off (now two) between Preston on the 4th and the next event, which will be Le Mans on the 1st July, and I spent the first weekend of the break ... well, having a break. Went for a beer or six after work on Friday, woke up under my desk on Saturday, remembered why I don't do that too often. Then Sunday morning I was up with the lark (the specific lark I have in mind is quite a tardy one which only rises at about 9am) for Mike's 500m sprint sessions on the Mall - should have been on South Carriage Drive, but that was closed due to a sponsored run going on in the park.

I'm going to complain, as usual, about my armswing, although it's starting to feel more natural and from time to time it even seems to be making a difference. But it's still something that I do to accelerate and then start feeling rather self-conscious about as I reach top speed and my cadence slows.

And then we were moved on by the police after only about 5 sprints, who didn't like it that we'd left our bags in a neat pile by the side of the road. Bah.

So, headed off to find a quiet corner of the park in which to practice rightward crossovers (Le Mans is a clockwise circuit) for a while - until I found the angle at which my wheels don't grip any more, and stacked. Need more knee bend - wouldn't have stopped me stacking, but need it anyway. Then idled away a few hours until the Sunday Stroll by which time the weather was mostly too hot to go all-out but in which I had a few fun moments zipping through the crowd nevertheless.

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