The problem with the cycle track is much the same as a swimming pool, but on a larger scale! You can't just dive off up a side road...

We have a little circuit at the end - unfortunately, I ran over some glass at the beginning of the circuit, stopped to check my tyres, then by the time we'd finished the circuit my bete noir had duly arrived at the end of the cycle track and was having a wee rest. So that meant I had to charge back down the track on the off-chance that hostilities had been resumed.

We were sufficiently chivalrous as to exchange cheery greetings, so the combat was no doubt dreamed up in my feverish imagination.