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So, some final thoughts… Easier to bullet point this… Getting involved in racing in Belgium is very easy, all you have to do is turn up with your license and a dispensation letter from your home cycling organisation (British Cycling … Continue reading
My last race of the trip was on Thursday, in a small town called Begijnendijk. No, I have no idea how you pronounce that. After a short ride from my hotel in Aaschot, the weather was ominous as I rolled … Continue reading
Some days you feel like whatever gear you’re pushing, it’s three harder than is comfortable. Then you look down at your cassette and realise you’re in the 20s. Some days you feel like you’re flying. Often this just means that … Continue reading
I was (secretly) hoping that my Belgian trip would include a race with cobbles. I knew what it would mean for my race, but I would have felt cheated if I had come this way and not experienced it at … Continue reading
Pre-race nerves are standard for me. The way I usually experience them is in an acute feeling that “I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to do this”. They usually kick in 5-10 minutes before the off, typically … Continue reading
My hotel for the first 3 days is in Waregem, south-west Belgium. Driving in town last night, it reminded me of most Belgian towns I’ve seen – a lot of low density “new build” housing and a few older structures … Continue reading