Not the end of the podium run I would have liked, but in the race I showed that I'm as fast as the guys that are winning the races.
The moment I start to believe that sat on the starting grid, will be the time I actually get the chance to win one of these Moto2 races. I'm learning from my mistakes, more from a mental side and how I think about things rather than just from the riding.
Marc Marquez is the man to beat at the moment, and although that is a difficult task, it's not impossible. He does have weaknesses and there are areas you can attack, and that's going to be my aim for the second half of the year.
I take real encouragement from the last five races, because they have been very successful for us. We had a great Barcelona, although the result was not that good, then the three fantastic podiums followed by those fast laps in the Sachsenring race.
The first half of the season has gone really well. I'm very happy with what we have been able to achieve between those pre-season winter tests until now – fifth in the world championship and still in the fight for third.
At the Sachsenring, we showed once again that we don't have that ultimate qualifying lap, but we know that whatever we find in qualifying is our race pace the next day. That has been more than good enough for the last four races, and I can't see that changing.
On Sunday, I was just trying to do too much at one time, racing into a narrow first corner after a decent start from the third row of the grid. I clicked down into first gear instead of second, which meant I could not let go of the clutch and ended up with two options – either being a bowling ball to everybody else following behind, or getting through safely by running straight on into the gravel and then getting myself out. It did not take much of a decision to run straight on!
I used the air fence as a berm, and raced back through the gravel motocross-style with the bike going from lock-to-lock. I was glad the safety car had stopped because I hit the grass, the Astroturf and then the tarmac, pulling a big wheelie right in front of the car before disappearing down the road in last place.
I was so angry and frustrated with myself, but I tried to keep calm and get my head right. It's difficult to retain your composure, but it certainly keeps you focussed and pushing on. I started racing back through the field, lapping as fast as the top three at the front, and I looked to have a good chance of a top ten finish despite the big mistake. I'd had warning signs, but nothing had happened so I kept pushing until the bike just slipped away at the Omega curve. I thought I was going to save it, and there was no damage to the bike because I was trapped under it with my knee and elbow sliding on the tarmac.