Even though the springtime conditions were optimal, the track with many vertical feet turned out not to be that easy. Since I hadn't taken a break to train beforehand, the well-known "hammer" caught up with me on mile 11/kilometer 17.

Up until then I was riding at a steady 2.5 miles per minute/4 kilometers per minute. I would come to bitterly regret the fact that I didn't rest up for this race.

My legs were as heavy as lead. Only the honor of being a true Pirate motivated me on the last 1.8m/3km.

Greetings from Munich,
Daniel