I rode Gotham Grind with my brother this morning, communicating on Discord. I say ‘communicating’: I was grunting while putting out 300w; he was chatting! Halfway around the second lap there was a split and I was on the wrong side, with most of the other Bs. In fairness, Matt did sound like he was trying a bit when he remarked ‘I’m away’ in the last kilometre. He held off the chasing pack to win the As; I killed myself to hit the line half a minute later to finish 0.1s off the B podium.
Still, most importantly, I was just below the magic 305w 20-minute power so I haven’t been upgraded to the low-A wilderness yet, and I get to fight another day with #68!