I marshalled at the National Cyclocross Championships yesterday; well, we all did really. I stood there at a pedestrian crossing point just after the first bend in the course, making sure nobody got splattered by a high speed cyclist whilst Deb and the kids sat on deck chairs, drank tea, ate hot dogs and took photos. Apart from it being really cold and windy, it was a good day out. It also means that my 3 Peaks entry is now guaranteed, so no messing about getting my entry form in the first post and more importantly, no worries about whether my entry will be successful or not.
The racing itself was great to watch at times, the speed of the top riders really was quite something. The highlight had to be the senior men’s race, Nick Craig and Rob Jebb, whilst neither of them were at the front, were battling with each other for a couple of laps at least whilst the fight for the win in the closing stages of the race between Oli Beckinsale, Jody Crawforth, Paul Oldham and Roger Hammond was monumental.
I had a fondle of a Scott Carbon Cyclocross bike on the Kudu Bikes stand – I wasn’t expecting it to weigh less than a bag of sweets to be honest. I officially want one.
I didn’t ride much over the weekend, a quick 20 miler on the road bike on Saturday morning was my lot. I did go for a run immediately afterwards though. I had planned to ride to Bradford but that plan changed, thankfully. The wind would not have been much fun on the way there, especially taking the necessary route over Blackstone Edge…