The course was demanding both up and down. The climbs were brutal, steep and loose off line. The descents were tricky and tight, I couldn’t just relax and let it go there was always something to catch you out. I am pushed so far out of my comfort zone at these races. It not just the racing it’s getting here, signing on, picking up a transponder and making sure you’re in the right place at the right time. It’s way more stressful than you’d think but all the time there’s this under lying buzz, you’re here with the best xc mountain bikers in the world and believe me that is a pretty cool feeling.
This year; unlike the other years I’ve done the series there are a really good gang of British riders out here. It makes things far easier and way more fun when you can practice with friendly faces. I think that we’d all agree that it’s scary taking the leap to race at this level but the experience you gain out ways the fear.
If someone had told me six years ago I’d be racing in World Cups I would have laughed and told them they were insane. I’m proof that with hard work and a little perseverance you can get here. I’m not at the sharp end of the race and I won’t be bringing home any prizes but I will be bringing home some pride and a whole load of experience. Sometimes that’s just as good as a medal; well almost!