Thursday morning's extra half-hour in bed had this much effect: 0. Dial 1-800-BRA-ANES for all your undead nutritional needs, coz the Brown Drink and crack-laced cinnamon rolls at the Super 8 ain't cutting it. To the 305.
Damjan banged in another 69+ while both the Russian lads were very wobbly at the start but got down successfully. Poor Christien had an issue with Velox IV's video system; the lads fixed it but by then it was too late for her to run in the first session. By the time the stalled traffic had been let through and the road reclosed, the wind had risen to unfriendly speeds again. She didn't run.
|Christien rues another missed opportunity|
|Alan tries to get BBC2 HD|
Teagan has been testing her starting prowess with the newly-fitted 73-tooth chainring on Beluga. The noises off suggest that Larry might sensibly have left the Kevlar™ crash panels in place for the time being. At least she managed not to hit this:
|/me want Shiny Thing|
The evening was like the morning, only windy. A fair few decided to sit things out again, including both Velox IV riders. Christien still hasn't had a successful run over the full course. Damjan's still banging 'em in in the high 60s in spite of the wind, and also seems to have got the hang of stopping Eivie now. Jan-Marcel ran over 70 again and Gareth is right up with the rude boys with a similar speed. At the time of writing Dr No is still out having his tea so you'll have to wait for the full list and "Upright" Mike Mowett's in-depth analysis.
|Barclay Henry has a |
|Jan-Marcel brings Cygnus Chronos onto final approach|
Right, TEA, an early night and a prayer to the Wind Elves. Note to self: the TEA experience will be greatly improved if you remember to switch the fucking kettle on
On T-shaped Shirts: given that the Russians are here and it's 9/11, perhaps I should have picked a shirt other than this one for today: