Apologies to one and all for my precipitous exit yesterday, I'm afraid the Smiff had a mishap on lap one.
I got away just behind the leading gaggle and for a start was being slowly tailed off. This stablised and I was hanging on about 100-200 metres behind, so was in contention. Unfortunately I misjudged a small hole in a muddy singletrack section and was spat over the top. This wouldn't have been too bad if I hadn't come straight down on my 'bars, ribs first. This left me seriously winded gasping for air at the trackside, Nigle Scott passed and asked if I was OK followed by a couple of others who asked if I wanted the paramedic? I managed to remount but it wasn't pleasant so I pulled out after registering a lap. The pain was exquisite by this time so I elected to drive home while I still could. It's since eased somewhat but I've been left with the perfect impression of a Ritchey WCS bar end plug in my side, nice! Luckily, I don't think I've cracked anything this time.
Hopefully I'll be fit for a trip down to Surrey this weekend for a Gorrick race so if anyone wants to join me, let me know.
