Hard yakka this week. Someone filled the course with freakin' corners! So sure, a certain amount of turning is necessary, but I can do without the downhill, 180deg turn, back uphill again supersize combo nastiness! I got to the course a little later than usual and couldn't be arsed doing a practice lap. Oops. Blithely followed the two women just ahead of me and four of us ended up in completely the wrong place and wasted a good three or four minutes. Not surprising that I ended up with my worst time ever, but I'm gutted that it was one hour four seconds. One hour, FOUR SECONDS! Couldn't I have picked up another five seconds from somewhere to stick to my goal of doing my three laps in under an hour every time? That sucks man! On the other hand, I honest to goodnessly really truly beat someone in my class for the first time (unless she had a puncture or something - it wouldn't count then). Yay me!

Here I am, suffering on a climb during the race on 28/06.