NEWMEN replaces rims on some Cube road race and cross bikes as a precaution
The finish line is here: the last metre conquered. I stop, get off the bike and lean it against the crash barriers before dropping exhaustedly onto the grass. The blood still rushes in my ears, my heart races. The final sprint was tough but my training paid off. It couldn't have gone better. After loads of jostling for position, I jumped on exactly the right wheel and dug deep for the last few metres. Good legs, good team, good day. I reach for my t-shirt and hoodie: I don't want to cool down too much and miss next week due to a cold. The atmosphere is euphoric: What a great end to the weekend! Time to put my legs up and enjoy a relaxing evening.