Sunday, 26 July 2015

26/07/2015

VIC CX Champs (FOJ):
I checked out the start list for today's VIC MMAS2 CX Champs, and decided I was good for the win. The ol'set some high expectations, and then get super nervous about meeting them trick.

I didn't do a warmup, but I did sight the course and jam some caffeine in my face hole, so I figured that's almost as good. They started the grades in waves, so we initially had some clear track, only making contact with the back of MMAS1 when we hit the sand for the first time, then it was messy. The sand twists riders even the best riders into complex routes, and we were playing with the least experienced of the 30-34 year olds. I got caught up behind a few that didn't make it through mounted, and lost both momentum and some places, I used the frustration to force the pedals around and got to chasing.

Laps came and went, I made up ground, passing all the riders I knew. I slipped past Spiro up a small rise, then moments after a coming together in the sandpit, I punched it past the guy on the Ridley from last week (Andrew Low).

It took a while to finally make contact with Adam Lana, I'd been chasing him and a Flanders rider (Mark Moss) for a while, and on the wall of a hill about 1/3 of the way into the lap, I ran onto Adam's wheel... but the Mark had ridden off on us both. Adam bobbled a short time later in the sand, and I made my way past into 2nd... or so I thought.

The next 2/3 of the race I was convinced I was in 2nd. I'd read the number of the Mr Moss when I'd approached him and Adam, 41, a MMAS2 number. The announcer kept calling me as in the lead, but I figured he was wrong, so I kept chasing, knowing I was getting gapped every time up the hill.


This photo was taken by Scott Mooney.

A few more laps by myself and I finally made contact with Lawson Hartshorn. I knew he was in the younger category, doing his best to chase Mat Gray who was positively stomping, so I called my grade early when passing and never tried to shake him off. I wanted Mark, he wanted Mat, there was no point wasting energy trying to break one another until we got them both and fought for the outright masters win.

We never did catch the two M's, and after a small front tyre burp turned into a BIG front tyre burp on the last lap, Adam recaught me. I jammed a CO² cartridge in, and tried to shake him loose, but it wasn't until we hit the road hill, which by now also featured a block headwind and ice like drizzle, that I got a gap and made it back to Lawson.

Mark Moss's number was actually 71, and he's MMAS3... so the commentator was right, I was winning my category. It's been a while between state titles, and maybe even longer since I demanded a hug from a competitor post race. Last one I recall was Campbell Townsend at a Gravity 12 hour, this time it was Adam Lana. Both times it was because they'd helped push me to achieve, and kept me honest when it got tough.

Strava link.

D: 12.6km
A: 253m

PMPW: 85kg

Saturday, 25 July 2015

25/07/2015

Hell Ride:
There was a wind today, and it had enough Westerly about it to make life a bit more dramatic than normal.

It's not uncommon to hit Olivers Hill and worry that you're so far to the (right hand) side that you wont get up the service road. Today, things were so jammed in the gutter, I feared I might not get up Hopes Rise, but would instead end up in someone's garden.

It was on Hopes Rise that the chaos started for the bunch. I figured I'd just hang out with a few others, but by the top I realised a couple of guys had ridden clear of us, and we'd managed to gap everyone else. I'm sure the next couple of hills took their toll, but by the time I set out solo on the rise to Canadian Bay, I'd stopped looking back, and was instead trying to stay mindful of going forward.

I was caught by a rampaging Tommy Nankervis, and by trying to match his kick up the final lump in the road, I blew myself apart, and went from 2nd, to 7th with a little bit of a gap to make up. Instead, the 6 riders caught a green arrow and I, for the first time in many many years, went back down the highway with the hope of catching the bunch.

It goes without saying, but in keeping with my writing style I'm going to say it anyway, I have mixed feelings about that.

Strava link.

D: 12.6km
A: 253m

PMPW: 85kg

Friday, 24 July 2015

24/07/2015

SKCC Velo Vendredi:
Full credit to the girls and boys of SKCC who rocked up for the Velo Vendredi (Total Rush edition) ride this morning. I'd seen the radar, and I assumed few would turn up, and those that did would go for the idea of coffee first, ride once the rain passed.

Instead, everyone rolled out, knowing that a band of yellow was chasing them on the radar, and wet socks and bums were likely in our future.

Strava link.

D: 29.5km
A: 112m

PMPW: 84kg

Thursday, 23 July 2015

23/07/2015

TKM Noize:
The other week I called for two turns on Noize, and to be honest with you, a couple of minutes before I rolled out of home, I wasn't even sure I was going to do Noize... it was a toss up with NRR.

Once I decided, the mission turned to getting a warm up in. I didn't want to face the first 5 minutes of the return leg with cold legs, so ripped through a couple of sprints and a short tempo effort, then headed to Cafe Racer to start the pain.

To cut the story somewhat short, 2 rolls were achieved, and both times I thought I'd reached a pain limit, only to have to dig deeper to catch the wheel of the next rider.

When it came to the end and the sprint I was perfectly placed on DK's wheel, who was set up on Smax's... but when Smax peeled and DK kicked I had zero left to go with him. Not being able to sprint smarts a little, but it's the price of being focused on the longer efforts.

Strava link.

D: 50.4km
A: 205m

PMPW: 85kg

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

22/07/2015

intervals:

1 x 5min @ E1
1 x 5min @ 319W1 x 5min @ E1
1 x 15min @ 302W
1 x 5min @ E1
1 x 15min @ 302W
1 x 5min @ E1

In rowing parlance, the main pieces today were 2x15min efforts in the sweet spot. I rolled footage of the tour on my pc, watching Sagan carve his way down a mountain like it was his hundredth time on the road. In the last couple of minutes of the 2nd piece, it was all about Geraint Thomas on the front of the GC contenders, chasing down Nibali for Froome... well all about G... and Lamb of God feeding angry straight through my ears and into my legs

Strava link.

PMPW: 85kg

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

21/07/2015

Rest:
I had an early meeting that precluded an early ride, then a case of CBFs that precluded a later ride.

In other news I now see I came 16th on Sunday's Vic CX series race. Not an amazing number, but looking at the field, it's about right for the legs I had. I started to play the what if game, but soon realised that's not going to change anything, so it's back to looking forward.

This weekend I've got myself down for the State CX Champs, and a couple of weeks after that Nationals. I've decided to race masters (MMAS2) for both, maybe, with the right legs, and faster riders deciding to do elite, I might come home with a few medals to add to my collection. It feels like I'm giving the old big fish small pond syndrome a run, and though I've justified it to myself, I'm not sure I can to anyone else.

PMPW: 85kg

Monday, 20 July 2015

20/07/2015

Rest:
Last night the tiny canadian asked me if I was going for a roll this morning. I'm not sure if I even managed to get a "no" out before I laughed.

A coffee at 3pm and a caffeinated gel 45 minutes later meant I didn't sleep too well, but extra shitty sleep is still extra sleep.

PMPW: 85kg