After Krasna Lipa it was time for some well earned reco 
days in Germany with Jo and Emma before the next few races. On the plan was to 
head to Belgium again on Friday morning, race a Kermesse Friday afternoon and 
then Jo and I would race the Dwars door de Westhoek 1 day UCI race on the 
Sunday. This is the week I also discovered I don't hate coffee as much as I used to, and as long as there's plenty of sugar in it, I can actually drink it! UH OH....
| Driving Glasses - only able to be worn by the person in control of the road trip vehicle | 
| Road Trip buddies! | 
So we headed off in the rain to Belgium and ran in to a 
fair bit of traffic. By the time we actually made it to the race site it was 
only 45mins until race start. Quick rego, unpacked the bikes, pumped up the 
tires and it was time to get on the start line. Talk about cutting it fine! 
Todays race was in Vrasene - Beveren, and was 96km's around a 6.5k loop. Having 
missed out on a warm up, Jo went straight to the front and had the pace high, 
whilst I was still trying to find my legs! The wind was up a fair bit today, but 
thankfully the course was dry and no more rain came along. It was quite an 
attacking race, with all 3 of us making sure we were involved in anything that 
attempted to go. There were sprint primes for various amounts of money every 
lap, so many tried to get away to soak these up. The most promising move of the 
day happened when Jo attacked with 6 laps to go and was joined by 1 other. They 
got a large gap, but some strong work from a Rabobank rider and a few others 
within the bunch that had missed the move saw them reeled in with 3 laps to 
go.
| Yes Pippa - Black Socks. | 
Talking to Emma in the bunch, she'd decided by then to 
have a go at the sprint at the finish, so it was up to me to counter attack. I 
didn't get very far though, and so thought I'd stay on the front to keep the 
pace high. Jo tried again on the 2nd last lap, but was quickly brought back 
again, which was when I found myself in an ideal position to try and get a gap 
leading in to the final sprint prime to at least get some cash. Attacking hard 
and getting a gap in to the corner, I won the prime and decided to keep going 
with the gap for as long as I could. The first half of the course was crosswind 
and headwind, so I felt like I was going no where, but the bunch appeared to not 
be chasing. I kept going with the thought in my head to just get to each corner, 
and then get to the tailwind section. A little bit of me was thinking I might 
actually be able to do it, but I didn't want to get too excited too soon and 
just kept pushing as hard as I could. Getting to the final corner and hitting 
the tailwind with only 500m to go, I looked back and knew that I had it. I could 
barely believe it, I'd finally won a road race, and on European soil no less! It 
was the best feeling going in to the finishing straight with time to enjoy the 
moment. 
Standing on the podium, getting flowers and a trophy, 
being interviewed.. It was the real deal. Even though I still wasn't sure I 
believed it had happened, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. 
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