FGP (french grand prix) Action
It was just after my latest round of `testing in the lab with the usual loss of blood, pain, soreness and ultimate exhaustion with the only thing left to do for the day was to contemplate what to have for dinnerthat the manager of my French team- US Vendome rang to inform me that
`We need you in France tomorrow`.
Well not one to disappoint I booked a last minute flight and less than 24hours after the call I was sitting in Charles de Gaulle airport munching down a croissant waiting for the Czech boys in the team to arrive. The first race of the French season was happening in Dunkirk and I had received a last minute invite to join the party.
Race Day- There was rumours round the pontoon that one of the new recruits this season was in the Beijing Olympics for 1500free. After the swim where a Spaniard left the `best` swimmers in triathlon trailing by 20seconds reality hit. Unfortunately I had taken a pummelling over the first 200metres and limped out the water a lot further down the field than usual and ended up in the second bike pack.
The bike leg was a 4x5k loops round the port with cobbles, dead turns, and roundabouts each lap. I've never raced on cobbles before but have watched many a Belgian classic on television and always thought `It surelyaint that hard? ` My aching back and shot nerves told me otherwise after 20ks.
The 5k run leg was a rather standard affair with me neither excelling nor running bad. I picked up a few places towards the end which gave me a finish of 53rd out of 90- not exactly pleasing but at least its only round1.