Sunday, 29 November 2015


St Kilda East - SKCC Crits - St Kilda East:
I felt like I had a shot today, I didn't because the break was up the road and I never saw the lap boards come out, but I felt like I conserved well and had something left in the legs.

Other than someone giving my quad a bit of a polish with their elbow 3/4 of the way through the race, it was pretty uneventful for me. I cruised the bunch, avoiding the wind up the front, but generally happy to take some on the side. Rush had a team, but it was mostly the kids and we're yet to start working together, that meant I didn't have any responsibility or obligation, so I just worked on cornering and pushing people off the wheel I wanted.

Strava link.

D: 67.4km
A: 66m

PMPW: 87kg

Saturday, 28 November 2015


Hell Ride:
A few hours less sleep after a work christmas party left me feeling a little off my best, but it was Pat Lane and James Cummins ripping out of the bunch and quickly gapping everyone up to Canadian Bay Rd that really showed me the difference between fit/fresh and tired.

Given the work I'd done to that point, there was no way that I could have gone with them, even if I'd had a solid 8 hours of shut eye it wouldn't have happened.

Strava link.

D: 100.2km
A: 367m

PMPW: 87kg

Friday, 27 November 2015


I've taken up wood carving in my spare time, I'm not very good, but I'm getting there whittle by whittle.

D: 15.2km
A: 92m

PMPW: 86kg

Thursday, 26 November 2015


Did you hear about the guy who invented Lifesavers? They say he made a mint.

D: 33.8km
A: 125m

PMPW: 86kg

Wednesday, 25 November 2015


5:45am NRR long:
That's better, some ego restoration has occurred.

I set out with one aim this morning, to get a solid Two Bays in, and given I scrubbed several seconds off my previous best time, I'm going to suggest that box got ticked. More pleasing was that I was mentally there, able to hold my body in place and keep on generating power when it hurt a lot, and the dude (Ethan and or Darcy) in front showed no signs of letting up. Yesterday I cracked quicker than an iPhone dropped onto the dunny floor tiles.

I'm still no good at pounding out hard turns on the flat, I left that to a rampaging Leigh Schilling and Darcy Wolley,

Strava link.

D: 106.4km
A: 512m

I'll admit that much of the reason for my ear wide grin tonight was the look of misery on those going the other way. Only a small amount was due to the excessive speed even the barest hint of a pedal stroke delivered.

D: 12.3km
A: 60m

PMPW: 87kg

Tuesday, 24 November 2015


Ricktastic Tuesday:
A couple of notches off due to a hangover from Saturday's shenanigans, a couple of lads willing to lay on some hurt, and I got a quick revision session on having others faster than me.

Riding with people faster than me used to be the norm, but it's gone out of fashion with me, I like being good. I know I've said it before, stated that I should htfu, I guess at this point I'm consciously incompetent (know I'm not able to do something, turn up). The next step is consciously competent, (get myself to turn up), and finally unconsciously competent (just do it).

Some things that I don't do because I might not even hang on. TKM noize. Bak pocket. Hills with DK.

Strava link.

D: 54.6km
A: 704m


A: 51m

PMPW: 87kg

Monday, 23 November 2015


I was listening to a podcast today while I stared intently at a spreadsheet filled with numbers that didn't quite reconcile, and slowly the words of it (the podcast that is) highlighted a thought, a feeling, a moment in time.

The bloke being interviewed nailed a few of my personal flaws, then talked about waiting for the right moment to take action. I believe he was going on about business choices, but in my head it was about a sprint. Waiting, patiently, ignoring the early moves, trusting that the moment will come.

If you're bored, it was a Harvard Business Review Ideacast episode. This one to be exact.

D: 26.2km
A: 135m

PMPW: 87kg