Damn! I am 4th again! Everyone says 2nd is the worst place to be but obviously they haven’t been 4th as many times as I have…
The week leading up to the race was wet and windy, a true Wellington southerly, so many of us weren’t looking forward to race day.
Yet we were lucky and had fantastic weather for the whole day and the track was in great condition, nice traction.
I started out well with Nic Leary on my arse. I was waiting, looking in the shadows for her to come passed but she never did – phew! No girls did only a few boys. One came steaming passed on a hill aptly named ‘Everest’ and others much later on on the down hills, and yes they were butts I recognised and had passed on the up hills – damn!
I enjoyed the downhill a lot more this time and really loved the race along the river. A guy had passed me on the last piece of down hill and as I knew I was fast on the flat I thought there is no way you are going to get away with that. Then when I saw him cheat and ride on the footpath I had to catch him up to at least tell him he had cheated. Once I was on his arse the momentum was good so we kept the fast pace up until the end. He started to give a little near the end so I pushed him along telling him we are nearly there you can’t give up now.
There was another rider up ahead that I saw we were going to have to dodge, we both went in different directions around her not missing a beat. I looked back she looked dazed.
Through some mud, up a bank and ‘walk your bike down the stairs please’, ‘only 600m to go’ – Yes! as my legs did not want to go fast anymore.
2:25hrs for a 4th – Go the Boulcott Babes!
Also I won my first spot prize! It was more exciting than the race, it was the first thing everyone told me when I rode over the finish line. Ironically it was a Merida lime green hydration pack – matches my lime green roadie and a friend of mine is sponsored by Merida and even he doesn’t have a bag with lime green flames on it – stylie 
Next year I think I will do all three disciplines myself :)
