Another cherry popped last night, at the Newport Velodrome. Track riding was pretty much as I expected except for a few quite scary 3D congestion moments. My biggest scary moment was when I tried to slow down to come off the track on the back strait, and I didn't slow enough so I had to try and make the corner anyway at a much reduced speed.. but I also cocked up my spatial awareness so I had someone below (and I mean below) me and right above me. I thought I was gonna wipe out and cause a pile up. Fortunately there's a heck of a lot of grip on those boards, more than you think.
We did this one thing where everyone rode around in a line fairly steadily, then on the whistle you break off the front, sprint like hell and try and catch up the back of the line again. Well, my turn got closer and closer, and I got more and more psyched up so that when my turn came I buried myself sprinting flat out through the first corner and down the straight. I hit the second corner at such a pace I thought all my organs were going to drop out of my arse the G force was so great. It was quite a shock.
Good laugh though - I really saw the red mist on the sprints, got quite fired up