When I openly admitted yesterday that after round 3 of the national points series I actually cried for the first time in my cycling career Paul Lasenby's response was simply... "Passion is a good thing. Cry if it comes. It doesn't make you weaker!" Its simple messages like this that mean a lot and keep you fired up when it would be far to easy to get despondent. So before I start my rant I'd like to say thanks to Lazy boy. Righty where to start..... I punctured. On the final lap and with a good lead -- I was eagerly looking forward to what would have been my first Master national victory. The race was as local as a national could get for me, so on Saturday I drove over for a few practice laps. The weather was beautiful, although the track was slightly greasy due to the rain that we'd been experienced through the week. My first impressions were that the course suited my style of riding and I really enjoyed a couple of laps. Relaxing in the sunlight I enjoyed the remainder of the afternoon at Wasing park before heading off home to the comfort of my own bed to relax and prepare for the following days race. Sure enough as had been predicted the heavens opened on Sunday...a last minute tyre change before we left (I felt the need for a bit more grip) and we were on our way. Shortly after arriving I found out