At the end of the race, I said I was 60% disappointed about the crash and 40% happy with how the weekend had gone.
I knew that after a few hours — once I’d gotten over the frustration of the fall and could think clearly — I’d flip those numbers around.

And that’s exactly what happened.

The crash during the race, while I was in second place, was just a small mistake with big consequences.
I wasn’t on the limit, I wasn’t pushing too hard.
It was a different kind of crash.
Of course, there was an error — otherwise you don’t go down — but it was subtle: I braked a bit too gently, didn’t put the bike into a rear slide.
That corner has a slight downhill section in the middle, and if you don’t enter it with the rear slightly unloaded, it tends to push on the front.
That’s exactly what happened.
It’s a shame — I was fast, and honestly, I didn’t expect to be that competitive.
Everything was coming together, so yeah… it hurts.

The rest of the weekend, though, went well — really well.
We were fast in all conditions — dry and wet — and for the first time this season we made the front row in qualifying.
In the Sprint I fought right until the last lap.
Sure, maybe I would’ve had more fun if the race had been one lap shorter! 😅

It was a tough race, a good one…
Maybe I pushed a bit too hard in the middle part, and by the end I was really struggling with the rear tyre.
I started to drop off, and unfortunately Marc got by.
When they showed me the gap to him, I told myself: “Push hard, because he’s coming.”
I set my fastest lap… but honestly, that was all I had.

Now it’s straight back on track next weekend.
The motivation’s there, the energy is there. Let’s go again.