Tuesday, 25 November 2014


6am NRR:
Oh man, I felt flaaaaat this morning. At one point on the highway I lost an arm warmer while trying to roll it up with it's mate and pocket them both. I had that moment of "should i go back and get that?" and decided that given it was an old pair, featuring a hole in the left arm, that I would sacrifice it in the hope of getting better training.

When I got home and reviewed, insult was added to injury. It was the intact one that slipped my grasp, leaving me with an old, holey and mateless arm warmer. It kind of summed up how I felt this morning pretty well.

Maybe because the session didn't do much for me, or maybe it's because I haven't had much influence on crits (yet), I'm starting to worry about the Shimano SKCC Supercrit, and how I'll fare racing it.

Strava link.

D: 44.0km
A: 164m


D: 5.3km
A: 32m

PMPW: 85kg

Monday, 24 November 2014


It's rainy days like today that make me fantasise about bikes with full fenders, and possibly a front rack.

My commuter has done about 7 years of service, and while the zefal flamingo does solid work out back, water splashing off the seat tube and down tube makes me far wetter than I feel is necessary. There's a tonne of geared frames out there, some beautiful creations of steel or carbon, but I actually don't want a gears, nor do I want a nice bike.

I want a bike that I can be locked to a metal pole with little thought about it being a target for theft. I want trusty parts that will continue to work through season after season, but still retaining some elegance. For instance, I have a set of old/used Dura Ace 7800 cranks hanging out, a relic of my Trek Madone that has since gone to heaven. They'd make a bloody solid and reliable crank... but even at close to 8 years old... they're a bit too nice.

Anyway, sitting around with slightly damp and chilled feet, makes a bike with full fenders sound bloody good.

D: 7.3km
A: 34m

PMPW: 86kg

Sunday, 23 November 2014


St Kilda East - SKCC Marshalling - St Kilda East:
I had a surprising challenge this morning, after rolling around with E grade, I was standing around having a coffee with Ritchie, you know, just chatting away. Anyway, up strode the race director and asked if I/we could help out marshalling a junior grade.

There were only 3 young dudes racing, but it was almost more of a handful than the dozen or two we had in E grade. I think I need to do it a bit more to understand what the kids are capable of, and thus what I can help them achieve. At the moment, I think the goals should be #1 Safe, #2 Fun, #3 Fast.

Strava link.

D: 42.9km
A: 62m

PMPW: 86kg

Saturday, 22 November 2014


St Kilda East - Iron Bark - Mine - Hewitts - School - Church - Flat Rock - Nicholas - St Kilda East:
I wasn't feeling super enthused, partially because I thought Downie was coming, and though I know he's had a couple of years without much riding, what he used to do to me/us on the bike is burned into my brain. Thankfully he didn't turn up, but a fitter version of Jim did. From the outset he half wheeled me, and on the first climb (Iron bark rd) he was a presence on my hip until the final couple of kickers.

That was sort of the tone for the day, good pace between climbs, and hard work up them. By the time we turned up Flat Rock rd we were both starting to feel a little cross eyed, and the steep and loose dirt climb of Nicholas emptied all we had left. We were so spent that we shared a can of coke at the Kangaroo Ground general store, before heading home through Eltham and Banyule flats.

Up until now we've run a system of "today's extras is next week's standard", or to put another way, each time we've ridden, we've added an extra climb to what we did the time before. I think we've about topped out on the time we each have to ride, so from here, we'll need to alter the route in different ways to keep it interesting, and our legs progressing.

Strava link.

D: 132.3km
A: 2,211m

PMPW: 85kg

Friday, 21 November 2014


CX Shenanigans:
Ah CX Fridays, you're a mental rest day, and a physical training day all wrapped up into one. Loose surfaces, with lots of rocks, combined with skinny tyres mean that even at full noise up a hill, your mind is on so many things other than your legs.

It was also good to get Pikey back out, as not only is he nearly as enthusiastic as Bing, but his passion for it all means he's always gone out and found new things for us to ride. Today's new section was a little loop of the Yarra Bend golf course, an endless series of whoops that's got some serious replay value.

Strava link.

D: 34.8km
A: 362m


D: 9.1km
A: 70m

PMPW: 85kg

Thursday, 20 November 2014


It's a sign of how much my weight has changed that most days I have to correct it from 90 something kg to 80 something kg, so on Tuesday I went and got some blood done, with the results due today.

I was meant to get a call today if there was any drama, and there has been no call... which should mean that I'm not going to die of whatever they tested me for. That's re-assuring, and I'm not going to suggest it doesn't offer some level of comfort... but... I still have no idea why I'm suddenly 10-12kg lighter that I have been for years.

Oh well, you know what they say. Don't look a gift power to weight ratio boost in the mouth.

D: 7.8km
A: 67m

PMPW: 85kg

Wednesday, 19 November 2014



D: 5.6km
A: 32m

HCC Crit:
I've had juuust enough time since racing to cool down and think about it, and I'm going to put a thought out there. HCC is exactly what I need midweek.

I wouldn't go as far as saying it's easier than the yarra st hill sprints I've donbe the last few weeks, they're both brutally hard, it's just that they're hard in different ways. The reason I think HCC is good for me is that I believe I'm lacking in aerobic fitness, and with an average HR of 171bpm for the 48 minute race... well, I reckon she's just the ticket.

The race itself had some interest, with the start of the win coming when a few guys slipped up the road on the first lap.  A few more went across to them a lap or two later, then a few more after that, meaning not long into the race a good break of 8-10 dudes were away, and no concerted chase was happening. The bunch slowly picked up the tempo (arf arf arf punny), and we were within 10-15m of the catch when a crash at the back of the break took the wind out of the sails. Everyone sort of took a moment to consider the two dudes on the deck, and forgot to forge on. Just to be clear, I had no part in the pace making until that point. Pre-race I'd planned to roll the dice and wait for the sprint, but in reality, I was getting worked pretty hard in the bunch. Sure there were a couple of gaps that needed covered, and I generally found I was coming out of the hairpin slower than others (so had to kick harder), but it was only when we were coming through for two to go that I put myself squarely on the front and drove the bunch.

Strava link.

D: 57.8km
A: 532m

PMPW: 85kg