Dry, dusty trials were what I was greeted to on my course recon the day before but on the morning of the race as I was tucking into my overnight oats I peered through the shutters to be greeted by rain. I thought I had come to Spain to escape the rain but no, in fact that same day it was full sun and 20 degrees back in the UK. Secretly I didn’t mind and in fact thought this would play to my advantage since being from the UK we get our fair share of rainy days.
The course itself was a tough one, with roughly 1400m of elevation in 100km, the majority of this coming in the first 30km meant positioning was going to be key, especially since the neutralised zone ended at the bottom of the first climb of the day. With over a thousand riders it was one of the sketchier neutralised zones I’ve done but I safely got to the bottom of the first climb ready to tackle the days racing. A few riders wasted no time in putting the power down and within just minutes the race was split to pieces. I knew I had to dig deep and could afford to burn quite a few matches in order to stay in the front group and I did exactly that. Cresting the first part of the first climb I was just about holding on to the front group but as we hit the second, even steeper section one bike length turned to two which then turned to three and before I knew it I was by myself.