It took me a while to write my first race recap, but you know what they say: Good things come to those who wait. And here we finally are.
On January 26th, I raced my first race as a Thundercat at the 8bar Last One Standing at Six Days Berlin. And honestly, I’ve been nervous as hell before the race. Not only because the first race for a new team is always something really special, but also because it was my first race after a huge crash last August where I broke my wrist three times, my nose and my jaw. And to be honest, I haven't really been on my bikes all that much since then.
Those of you that suffered injuries from cycling (so, most likely all of you since cycling tends to be a suicidal sport) understand how hard it can be to get back in shape and overcome your doubts when your body still hurts.
Anyway, enough of me drowning in self-pity, let's come to the fun part. The first run was pretty early for a Friday morning. And so I put on my brand new Altura skinsuit, took my also brand new Bell helmet and left my house early in the morning to ride to my second home, the Velodrome in Berlin Prenzlauer Berg. And once I got there, there it was again: the thrill of racing.
As usual, I was awkwardly nervous before the running and might or might not have freaked everyone around me out by moving in twice of my normal speed, talking to my Standert Umlaufbahn and checking my kit in regular intervals of ten seconds.
I was so nervous that I missed the starter's gun at my first running. Yet, I finished third and convinced myself to do better at the finals. The finals weren't before half past twelve that night, so there was enough time to watch the pro races. For me, it's always more motivating than anything to watch pros race. And so, when I saw those sprinters give their usual 120%/120000 watts, I started to get really excited about the final race. And when it finally started, I had the time of my life.
Velodrome races are the most fun I ever had racing. Even though I could actually feel all the training I missed out on and how unfit I was, being on the track made me incredibly happy. I made some tactical mistakes during the race and lost a sprint for the fourth place in the end, but who cares?
So, I won’t start to tell you how unsatisfying my fifth place was and rather tell you about how great cycling can be. Thanks to everyone that helped me and pushed me since my crash, I’m finally really looking forward to racing again. I can’t wait for my first season as a Thundercat.