So I have done 6 races in 9 weeks, and my body is ruined. A lack of continuity in training and a lot of travel has definitely taken its toll, and I unfortunately fell to the sardonic wrath of Mr. Pain in Holten. He was delivering servings of his finest the whole race, and he was serving it cold. All three legs of the race were painful. I however managed to secure myself a break in the last lap of the bike, and got into transition 30seconds up on the group with comrade Brendan Sexton. Our little gap didn't last long though. Overall, a race to forget. Holten was very nice though, it's a little country town of 9,000 in the Northern parts of the Netherlands. We were staying in isolated bungalows out of town, and we spent a lot of time outside just relaxing and unwinding. The Netherlands is a country everyone needs to visit :)
I can now look forward to a month without racing, and I can concentrate in my first real block of training since I left Oz 10 weeks ago. I have learned a lot about my body in this short time away from home, and I already have one eye on next season thinking about changes I can make as a result of this experience.
Next up is the Tiszaujvaros World Cup in Hungary on the 8th of August! In the meantime, lots of training (and some study) at my new base here in Busto Arsizio in Italy.