I arrived in Germany 4 weeks ago and was welcomed by winter-like temperatures. With my immune system still being slightly compromised from the virus, I caught a nasty, persistent cold. Sadly I had to sit out the second World Cup on home soil (Albstadt). I met with family and friends for a long weekend instead, trying to shake this cold.
The following week I started to feel better just in time for the 3rd round of the World Cup held in France (La Bresse). I recruited my friend Sara for a 'girls weekend' in the beautiful Vosges.
The tiny village of La Bresse bustling with people
The track was being described as 'old school' but I have not really been around long enough to know what that means. It was a long climb to start followed by techy and undulating sections with plenty of mud from the recent rain.
90+ riders on their way
We had a big field of 90 starters. The pace was a tad too fast for me off the start and I had to work hard at the back end of the field. The long uphill blew off some cob webs and I loved the challenging, muddy downhill sections. There was no room for any mistakes.
Full focus on the descents
I didn't really expect much from this race after my forced break. I was pretty spent at the end of lap 4 and my body was thankful to stop. I felt a little bit like my poor car which decided to break down straight after the race! As this wasn't enough excitement, I had no functional phone, zero knowledge of French and there was no garage in La Bresse. Luckily I had the most talented support person (Sara) who came to the rescue. The next day she was all fixed and I was on my way home.
On the way to see a French doc, she felt right at home. :)