The call of the alarm at 4am. It’s something I never enjoy, race day or not.
I’d slept well, not feeling too nervous about the day ahead. I was there to finish, no illusions of winning, simply the expectation to do the best job I could in the circumstances.
Hawaii is different to other races. Everyone will say the same. The talent of the field, the harshness of the climate, the ever-present wind, the end of season target. We all work our socks off to get there, qualifying from around the world and then, all that hard work boils down to what you can do on the day. Sometimes it all comes together. Sometimes you have the perfect day. Continue reading