Without further ado I bring you tonights Sandown crit. A solo deathmarch to get there on time was hampered by a right brute of a headwind. I beat it though, pinned on a number just in time and was plenty warm at the start. Unfortunately I couldn't beat it a second time and lasted not much more than the start before being spat. I wasn't the only one though as there were wheels being lost left, right and centre as the cream of the A grade bunch showed their strength and the peleton was splintered.
In mtb news I found a pic from the weekend. Looks like I'm running scared from that scaffolding. Must have been before the Fireman Sam threat forced me to harden up and ride it.