Sunday, February 6, 2011

Today's race was bollocks


I took a chunk out of one of my front teeth by smashing myself in the face running over the hurdles, it was pretty stupid. It felt worse at the time than it really was as I had bits of teeth, the taste of blood in my mouth and I couldn't see the damage. Having already punctured and been forced to run half of the overly elaborate course it was my cue to DNF. Shameful I know but I was worried about my good looks... in retrospect I should have kept going as even though I'd dropped a load of places through puncturing I was still first place veteran. Up until the puncture things were going fairly well, Andy and I had been in a group of three racing for 4th, having just been given the slip by the leading three. I wasn't on my own though Darren Barclay wasn't there in the head either, usually he's winning, today he never saw the front of the race. Cross fatigue...

Gonna see the dentist tomorrow, will ask what happens if I leave it broken. Could do with keeping hold of the several hundred quid they will want to fix it. Kind of like my new look too.

London League team champs next weekend and then cross is over for this season. One last big push.


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