Afternoon start. Cross Hands. 6 laps of a deceptively lumpy 10k circuit.
The windiest, coldest and wettest conditions I have raced in (though I have TTd in just as bad). Another 1st was me crashing, about 2/3 into the race. Riders went down in front of me and I had nowhere to go but down. Pretty much got away with it - written off my shorts, arm warmers and damaged my gillet. But the bike bounced nicely and not aware of any damage (though I haven't dared look too hard yet). I got straight back on and back into the race, which had already split to pieces by this point. Finished in about the third group (possibly just scraping into the points).
Race best summed up as a brutal war of attrition. I think 50 started and about 20 finished. The group of about 5 I came in with was probably the biggest!
Glad I raced though I very nearly saw sense and didn't - On arriving at HQ with 11 degrees, gales and heavy rain clearly set in for the ago. I soon after drove out and rejoined the A48 to get home for the Everton game. By the M4 I had a change of heart (another one), and drove back to HQ again! Now if I'd damaged my bike or myself I'd have been kicking myself!
