Well that didn’t go according to plan. The World Cup at Pietermarizburg was what I had been building towards this past month so bearing the bad luck I suffered was hard. I was sure I had worked hard enough to get my best ever result in a World Cup but I blew my back tyre off on a drop and that was the end of that. Still, that’s mountain bike racing. Its how you handle the disappointment and insecurity that comes with a bad result that makes or breaks the rider. I don’t feel broken. Just a few hairline cracks that will heal with some positive reflection on the rest of my time here in SA. I’m flying home tomorrow ready to hit round 1 of the British National Series at Sherwood Pines next weekend. The cracks should be filled in again by then. Sent using BlackBerry® from Orange