Well I’m sure I’ve done wetter colder races in the past but if so I’ve blocked them from my memory as being too horrific to remember.
Pimbo is a short, almost flat circuit round some industrial estate service roads in Skelmersdale, Lancashire. It’s not glamourous at the best of times but it’s a really popular circuit cos traffic is virtually non-existent on a Sunday and it’s all one-way roads – no oncoming cars to worry about!
80 people lined up in the 3rd/4th Cat race in drizzly grey cold conditions for 50 miles. By the end of lap one, people were pulling out and this continued all the way through the race.
I dropped out after 12 miles, too cold to brake or change gear. I went back to the car to change gloves and after a couple of laps out (it’s only a 3-mile circuit), got back on and joined in again which the Commissaires were OK with.
The bunch continued to get whittled down and at some point a break of 6 went, then 3 chasers. The rest of us just sat there – no-one could be bothered even trying to chase and people were dropping like flies. I bailed again with about 6 laps to go, the supposedly waterproof replacement gloves having long since objected to the unfair description of what waterproof was supposed to be. The weather was only getting worse as well.
After getting changed I went back to watch the last lap and saw a depleted bunch of 18 have the most half-hearted sprint for 10th place you could imagine. When I returned to my car, one of the racers who had finished was trying to get into his own vehicle but he was shivering so violently he couldn’t even get the key out of his pocket. I had to open his car for him then I went to mine and got a space blanket for him. He was blue and literally shaking so hard he couldn’t open the car door.
80 starters, less than 30 finishers.
The women’s race after ours was cut from 45 miles to 25 as it would have been insane to have them out there for any longer. I’d have stayed to watch but I was far too cold for that!
So my record this year is 2 races, 2 DNFs.
Go me!