Tuesday, 16 December 2014


A few house keeping items, firstly sleep ins are delightful. Maybe not as delightful as attacks that stick, but still not bad.

My knee is still an ongoing concern. I'm not as religious about my daily foam roller or "the stick" treatment, which implies it's improving, but it still aches a little every now and then just to remind me it's not right.

I like riding bikes. I've probably come off a bit of a sad sack of late, but that's just me highlighting where I've got room for improvement. Riding bikes is rad, riding bikes faster might be even radder, unless that made life less rad, in which case it's probably not as rad.

Finally, I think I need to take more pictures. I used to carry my little waterproof point and shoot camera everywhere, and pull it out on the reg. I'm going to try and do that again, so prepare for #foreverbuttphotos.

D: 11.9km
A: 129m

PMPW: 86kg

Monday, 15 December 2014


I'm super tired today, and I have a vague memory of being spiderman and battling vampires. I'm mostly certain it was a dream, but i'm not really cognisant enough to be certain.

D: 10.2km
A: 32m

PMPW: 85kg

Sunday, 14 December 2014


St Kilda East - SKCC Marshalling - Shimano SuperCrit - St Kilda East:
I rolled in early to St Kilda to keep my routine intact, and to ensure my little E graders were kept company. That (E grade) went well, I let the pace creep up from what it has been in the past, and in the last lap or two it blew apart when a couple of dudes attacked.

With those dozen or two kms done, I threw on a marshall's vest and went out with D grade. The speed was similar, and because I wasn't rolling turns it was easier at times. As the only Marshall I was honestly getting a little bored, so played the game of "how long can I coast round the back for, and still roll onto the bunch in the start/finish straight?"

I spent the next few hours alternating between chatting with folks, and sitting quietly, with 45 minutes until the race, I grabbed my first coffee, then just before we headed out to the course, I grabbed a double. Once I pulled up my skin suit, I was mentally fairly calm. I'd ticked off the things that would help me race, and now it was just time to race.

Now, the super crit itself. I feel that while I could easily sum it up in a few short sentences, that I owe it more than that.

So, let's start with the good stuff. I finished the race (in the bunch), and achieved my best ever threshold power to weight (4.8W/Kg for an hour). During the race I helped shelter and move up both Dom and DK when they came backwards through the bunch from what I assume were attacks/efforts.

That seems like a short list, and I suppose that's one of the reasons why I'm feeling somewhat nonplussed. My influence on the race feels super minimal, and at the end, I didn't have any legs left despite doing my best to conserve energy. I spent most of the race as good as last wheel, and struggled to get further up the bunch. Normally last wheel is fine, but there was some heavy braking into the final turn most laps, which meant there was a long acceleration out of it, which made it hard to accelerate faster than the bunch and thus move up. I'm positive the dudes at the front weren't slowing to 40-45km/h like I was, so I was wasting energy lap after lap, but most frustratingly... I couldn't do anything about it. At times it felt like I was racing a fast D grade, which is not at all what I expected. In my mind I expected to be racing pros, but in reality they were 60 odd wheels up the road, and I never really experienced what it was like to race next to them.

I'd like to do this race again, but if I do, I need to come in with better fitness so that I can actually be involved. Sitting in the tail of the bunch for 80 odd minutes isn't why I get out of bed in the morning, and it's certainly not something I'd list as a season goal.

Strava link.

D: 129.1km
A: 136m

PMPW: 85kg

Saturday, 13 December 2014


Rush Shop Ride:
The shop ride was predicted to be big due to Mick Rogers coming along, before racing the Super Crit for us tomorrow.

The roll down was a nice two up affair. I jumped clear a few times so I could get some photos of it all, before chasing back onto the tail end. There was talk of cruising home too, so I was mentally prepared for a couple of hill sprints to get a bit of a leg opener in before tomorrow's race. Thanfully it wasn't necessary, as we split into the standard faster and slower groups, and set for home.

I went with the faster group, intending to take a sit, but instead rolled turns all the way back to St Kilda. Once we got into a rhythm, it took a bunch of legs, but not a lot of brain to keep going. The best sit was from James Tomkins, and the worst was a draw between the 5'5" David Loakes, and the 6'1" Rogers. You'd think with with a couple of world championships, and several world tour wind, that Mick'd earn enough to afford a few sandwiches now and then, but all signs point to him struggling to earn enough to feed himself.

Strava link.

D: 64.1km
A: 266m

PMPW: 86kg

Friday, 12 December 2014


The cold that hit me last Friday is still hanging around a little in the form of a chesty cough, so I skipped cx friday, and instead took some extra sleep, and took a lazy roll down to the beach after work.

It was a nice arvo for a roll, and because I was just out to enjoy warmth, the ripping headwind along the foreshore didn't really bother me. I wasn't trying to set any land speed records, I left that to those going the other way along the bike path.

D: 13.4km
A: 56m

PMPW: 85kg

Thursday, 11 December 2014


I'm concerned that all this thought about the Shimano Supercrit is making me too tense. Yesterday I felt like a tipi, and today I can't shake the feeling I'm a yurt.

D: 8.5km
A: 38m

PMPW: 84kg

Wednesday, 10 December 2014



D: 6.2km
A: 38m

HCC Crits:
It was a great relief to me to note, that there was no Drapac truck hanging out at the crits this week. It was just Wouter Wippert in red, and even his 7th place  from the @ 2011 u23 road worlds getting legs weren't enough to make me nervous... he's just par for the course now.

I took myself off the front from the start, hoping to kick start myself, but despite 2-3 laps solo and a further 2-3 paired with Mitch from Saint Cloud, I never really felt it. The headwind on the bottom straight kept the bunch  together, and I just hung out at the back with business Wilkie, practising the art of dropping wheels and catching back at the exit of the corner.

Before the race, I'd promised I'd do what I could for Dunny, but it didn't really work out that way. I hit the front coming round for 2 to go, just at the moment when Bing attacked. I set a steady tempo, aiming to keep the bunch behind me, but allow Bing to maximise his chances. When the two blokes who kicked with him didn't co-operate, I shut all three down, and then pulled off at the bell so I could watch the sprint.

Given my lack of motivation, or goals today, I'm not going to think much about if I did good or a bad, it's done, it's in the bank, and the eyes are firmly on Sunday.

Strava link.

D: 45.4km
A: 432m

PMPW: 85kg