Whilst getting on a bit better than last week, which may be due to the mental speed surges actually getting back to normal speed at some point, a big question in my mind was what to expect on the second circuit. I didnt know the hill, so was hoping to be still fresh enough to not get dropped there. Clearly my idea of a good day was to finish the race in the peloton, or the main group. Half way through the race I had moments of despair, with a breakaway of five and the peloton fractured in grupettos, but apart from the five out the front it all came back together and so it happened that 3 laps from the end of the race I was often seen amongst the front 10 and only on the climb lost my position. Nonetheless I had not enough left to contest the finale for place 6 and rolled across the finish line in the main field. I felt happy almost as if I had won the race...
