Julian Dean Diary
Worlds 2005 - Part two of a two part story.
Worlds 2005 - Part two of a two part story...
I made a quick decision to keep going with everything I had left to spare. If I was going to be caught by the peloton with Petacchi, McEwen and Boonen, I was going to have little chance anyway after making such a big effort so I decided that I had to stay committed to what I was doing. Approaching the start finish/straight, I could feel the peloton breathing down my neck but I fought it all the way, holding guys in front of me.
At 2.5km to go I was caught by the peloton which, to my surprise, only contained a few riders and none of the favourites except Boonen and Valverde. I had about 1km to recover as best I could and then try and position myself for the sprint. The truth is I thought the group that I had been dropped from was going to stay away and we would be sprinting for minor placings. As it turned out, we caught all but Vino on the last turn and on the finishing straight we collected Vino. It was at this moment in my exhausted and dazed state that I realized we were going for the win.
Coming out of the last turn, I made a small acceleration to better my position. All I could feel in my legs were pain at this point. I felt no power - just emptiness and soreness. I knew that I didn?t have a good enough position; I needed to be on Boonen?s or Valverde?s wheel, but I wasn?t and I had to do the best from where I was. I moved to the left and in what seemed like the longest 500m in the World I gained a few places until I was up to 9th place which I held to the line. From the effort I put out through the last three km?s, I paid for it in those final 500m and ninth was all I could muster.
As an athlete, if you don?t win you never feel truly satisfied. I guess that?s what makes us competitive athletes. The desire to do better and go further exists so strongly within us. If I didn?t have this I wouldn?t still be doing what I do with the motivation that I have. Although shit it?s frustrating to be so close yet so far from the big one. That one big victory just always seems to elude me. So often I?m always just there but not quite. At least it keeps me going I suppose?
Most importantly at the end of the day I can say that I gave it everything. I did some incredibly hard training days in the weeks before. Actually from the time I have been back on the road in mid-July, I have given it everything I had in me and then some but on the day I just wasn?t good enough. There are certainly no ?what if?s? in terms of my preparation post-surgery and for me that lets me feel satisfied