Last night was Le Bizet, a race on the French/Belgian border. Roughly translated, Le Bizet means 'place of pain and cross winds where Australian riders spend an hour and a half eating handlebar and sweating spinal fluid'.
It was not a successful day for the Aussies. Our race strategy backfired and we didn't place, despite working our butts off at the front of the bunch. It was a long and painful way to learn some valuable lessons.
We are now on our way to France to race Route de Bourgogne, a 2 day 3 stage tour Sun/Mon. I am hoping to pull up ok after Le Bizet as it's a hilly tour and I'm going to need my legs in good condition. I spent so many bikkies last night it's going to be a mission to recover today.
Above is a pic of us post recovery-ride in Leuven on Thurs, heading back to our apartments.