Fear, that is. Simple an plain fear.
It started to rain when we were waiting for the go, the pace was nothing special, but I was not comfortable cornering. I was afraid of slipping and that made me slow down and hesitate, it took me only three laps to quit.
My brain tells me it is all right, it was not the day nor the place to build confidence, my heart tells me I should have try harder. I hate this controversy.
Good thing next week I'm racing at Cyclopart, it'll help to build my confidence in my cornering.
The three laps in Strava (published as punishment for being such a quitter)