Seven stages down and just 1 last bar room brawl to go. My ramblings this evening come from a hotel in Carlow where i enjoyed a lovely cold shower. Bloody hot water, ironically i was dreaming of a cold shower on mount Leinster earlier today, be careful when dreams come through!
Throughout the Ras i feel i have been climbing well, but am nearly always too far back starting and not quite strong enough to climb with the very front guys. Typically i would loose a bit of time on each climb and then chase back on. Half way up a climb you look to be in the bunch then the top a gap of a few meters quickly becomes 5 seconds.
The climbs before Leinster were the usual and as we approached the beast the speed and tension were sky high on dirty narrow roads. The climb was so tough you just did it at your own pace and hoped others were doing the same speed. I crested in a good group of 7 or 8 with the front of the race probably a min up the road. That’s when the problem start, most of the guys are domestics and feel their work is done and just want to cruise home.
All the guys you busted a gut to gap on the climb quickly come back to us and we rolled home sedately in a group of 60 odd. Had my group ridden i would have moved up GC, but whats the point busting yourself to go from 70th to 62nd? Keep your ego in place as we still have a hard stage to go.
Tonight will be our last night together as a team. Its been great craic and i will miss them. So weird the thoughts of going back to normality tomorrow. Work Monday morning. Wednesday evening i am even working in The Bike Station from 6 to close so by all means drop in for a chat and buy a bike, in fact buy 2!