Simon, a frequent contributor to this blog, sent in this wonderful report from his 2010 race….

The instant switch from pinballing off rocks to riding smooth, flat tarmac is an extreme one, almost like coming in off the storm lashed deck of a ferry into the warm cosiness of the bar. No such comfort for me though. My fried legs have to keep going for another couple of miles to the finish. Cramp hits again and again as I stand up on the pedals to clear a rise in the road.

Abusive Relationship – 3 Peaks Cyclocross