The day I beat a sprint king...sort of

The day I beat a sprint king...sort of
Jeremy Au Yong also had to overcome the challenge of squeezing into a tight lycra bodysuit. ST PHOTO: MARK CHEONG

As I entered the chicane, I turned back momentarily to get a sense of where my competitors were.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. Robbie McEwen, the three-time Tour de France sprint champion, was on my tail, just a few metres behind.

You mentally prepare for situations like this but you never really know how your body is going to react when it comes to the crunch.

I put my head down, slipped into a high gear and started really going for it. The time for leisure cycling was over.

So there I was, mere metres from the chequered flag, adrenaline pumping, beer belly threatening to break through my one-size-too-small Spandex riding suit, pedalling my rental bike like my life depended on it.

Still, I could feel the champion gaining on me.

With one final burst of energy, I lunged across the finish line, victorious in the UBS Cycle The Circuit race.

I threw my arms aloft, and then quickly put them down again because I was losing control of my bicycle.

Regardless, it was a historic moment for me. I had raced a cycling champion and won.

OK, to be fair, McEwen did not know he was racing me.

He was at the end of his race.

I was still on my first lap.

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