Wednesday, 30 November 2011

30/11/2011

Commute:
The ride in was wet and miserable, if it wasn't for the coffee from Mick at Soul Kitchen, I could have been forgiven for calling it a shit day.



Then, sometime during the 12 hours I spent in the office, the day got nice. Really nice. In fact, I'd go as far as calling it really really nice. I slipped out onto quiet roads and the long last rays of sunshine and rolled home via Port Melbourne and the bay. It was gorgeous.



As you can see I've lost 35kg and was trying out new 900c wheels. They're the way of the future!

D: 17.9km
A: 50m

PMPW: 97kg

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

29/11/2011

Commute:
I am Jack's Neil's doms
I am Jack's Neil's aching adductors
I am Jack's Neil's sore boobs
I am Jack's Neil's destroyed arse
I am Jack's Neil's DOMS

D: 13.7k
A: 45m

PMPW: 95kg

Monday, 28 November 2011

28/11/2011

Commute:
D: 13.7km
A: 45m

Power Haus:
2 x 1min Row
1 x 100 Skips

2 x 5 @ 25kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 50kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 75kg High bar squat
1 x 2 @ 100kg High bar squat
5 x 5 @ 127.5kg High bar squat

1 x 5 @ 20kg Bench Press
3 x 5 @ 68.5kg Bench Press

1 x 5 @ 75kg Dead lift
1 x 5 @ 150kg Dead lift

I expected my legs to be dead today and was pleasantly surprised that they were getting the job done. Talking of which, since switching to the Texas method (alternating 3x3 and 5x5) for squats I've had trouble with my power cleans. I've put that down to them being on my 5x5 squat day and decided to swap for Dead lifts so I get more quality on my power movement.

The squats were heavy, but went up. Bench press was heavy, but went up. Dead lifts, despite being 17.5kg less than my last set, were bloody heavy and may have still created a breakdown in form. I'm going to stick with this DL/PC swap for a few more weeks, and see if the benefit to power cleans outweighs what I now see as a loss in DL.

PMPW: 96kg

Sunday, 27 November 2011

27/11/2011

Rest:
My adductors and glutes are smaaashed. I didn't even roll down to the crits to watch as the thought of saddle time and turning my legs filled me with unhappiness.

I felt a little guilty as Metros were not the end of the season, rather just the start, so it should be back to training. I quietened those doubts by deciding that no gains would be made today given the state of my body and that's the story I'm sticking with.

PMPW: 96kg

Saturday, 26 November 2011

26/11/2011

Vic Metro Track Champs:
The day started with uncertainty, CSV hadn't published a schedule, which meant being at the track before 9am kick off in case one of my races was up first.

I was the only rider entered in MMAS1 for ITT and Sprint, which meant I needed to turn up to the line to be considered the champion. In fact I was the only person registered for MMAS1 at all, so I could have got myself a pursuit title as well if I'd registered for that.

Anyway, the ITT was first, and after a warm up lacking a power effort (no access to the track), I lined up with a 100" gear on. I was there to set a time to guide me for the rest of the summer, I wanted to go better than before, I hoped to get close to 1:10.

I did a ~20.6 second first lap, then ~15.9 second second lap. That second lap was too quick, though at the time it felt like I was going way too slow. I was soon to find out what slow was as my next two laps were ~17.5 and ~19.6 for a total time of 1:13.604. It's a PB, but an ugly ugly ugly way of getting it. It took me 3 stops to walk the 100 odd metres from where I pulled up to talk to Carl to where we were set up. Once there I sat down, then lay down, then lay down with legs bent, then back to flat again. Everything hurt, especially my arse, and life felt like a horrible horrible place.

I think there's a few points to improve on that will help reduce my time. Obviously actually easing up on the second lap rather than ripping my own legs off would be a start. Next up is more fitness (duh). Finally using TT bars, I intentionally went with drop/sprint bars this time to give a comparison to previous efforts.

As comparison Chris Ray rode a 1:11.097 with TT bars.

Sprints were a combined MMAS field, meaning I got to race a few guys I'd knew and raced before (Chris Ray, Dino Apolito and Greg Brunt). A f200 qualifier would seed us and determine the run through to the finals, as expected a fast qualifying time meant the best draw, so yeah despite my legs feeling shoddy it was all out on the f200.

I recorded PB of 11.731, fastest MMAS and 2nd fastest of the day. From then on it became a game of conserving as much as possible while still winning.

My first race (Philip Bushell) I had over a second in f200 so just sat above and behind watching, then coming out of turn 4 (~300m to go) I jumped over the top and put in an 85% effort to the line to take my first win and progress cleanly to the semis (Phil went to a repercharge).

My second race (semis) was against Greg Brunt, I had just over a second in f200 time so once again chose to follow, sitting above and behind. It wasn't all my way, as Greg held my at his hip, giving me no room to dive under or go over the top. Eventually coming up to 200m to go I feinted hoping he'd dive to cover the lane and give me room. Thankfully he did and I was able to dive off the bank and past him down the back straight for win number 2 and a berth in the top finals.

The third race (finals) was against Chris Ray who'd qualified 0.05 slower than me. Chris chose lead, I knew he has a hard jump and would want a short race. I also suspected (based on my own legs) that he was well tired, so contented myself to wait and try to sling past him on the back straight/final bend. The race went quite similar to the one against Greg, I had height but not a lot of room to fox around. Once again I feinted at turn one to try to force him to jump, when he did I paused ever so slightly then dived down towards his draft and the straight. Coming up past him I worried he had another kick left so put everything into the pass, finally getting my wheel in front as we rounded turn 4. From there I knew the race was mine, the bank lent me speed on the charge for the line.

A long long day, with some times that can be used for future comparison. That's what I wanted so I'm happy, the two medals are nice, but a little hollow given the lack of turn out.

Results can be found here.

PMPW: 95kg

Friday, 25 November 2011

25/11/2011

Commute:
I forwent anything strenuous in favour of a few beers proper hydration and some last minute carbohydrates in preparation for tomorrow's Metro champs.

D: 17.6km
A: 75m

CE: 1

PMPW: 95kg

Thursday, 24 November 2011

24/11/2011

NRR:
I never felt great this morning, but in hindsight I never really suffered either.

Coming through Elwood I thought I was positioned well to sprint, but moments later I looked up the road to see someone 5-10 in front of me had dropped the wheel with 15 people in front of the gap. 20-25 riders, that's waaaay too far back for the sprint, for shits and giggles I went early, chased the tail of the 15 down, but could only watch as 20m up the road a few guys got to contest for the line.

It's a little deflating, when all you set out to do is play in sprints and you position yourself poorly, then you're kind of left with nothing. I feel like I should have done NRR yesterday as well, to increase the odds of getting to do what I want (surely I cant miss-read the bunch every time).

D: 42.3km
A: 150m

Commute:

D: 14.3km
A: 55m

CE: 1/2

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

23/11/2011

Commute:
Works been a bit busy the last few days, nothing that really would have stopped me getting on the bike, but enough that when combined with the state of my legs on Monday I decided to rest up and take it easy for another day.

D: 14.6km
A: 60m

RHR: 58bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

22/11/2011

Commute:


D: 14.5km
A: 55m

RHR: 58bpm
PMPW: 96kg

Monday, 21 November 2011

21/11/2011

Commute:
D: 14.8km
A: 110m

Power Haus:
2 x 1min Row
1 x 100 Skips

2 x 5 @ 20kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 55kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 75kg High bar squat
1 x 2 @ 100kg High bar squat
3 x 1 @ 135kg High bar squat

Singles at 3x3 weight, I'll admit when I was told this was my training for the night I was cranky. I wanted to be big and strong... RAOWR!

In hindsight I would have struggled with the 140kg I wanted to do, the ghost of yesterday's ITTs were hanging about and ever rep felt HEAVY.

RHR: 63bpm
PMPW: 96kg

Sunday, 20 November 2011

20/11/2011

SKCC Crit:
I figured a bit of caffeine helps the legs, so went to see Mick @ Soul Kitchen before the race. We discussed my needs and settled on a double espresso short macchiato. This was a mistake.

As the race started I was as high as a kite on the effects of the bean. I basically just tried my best not to wig out mid corner. I was once again racing to play in the sprint, so reminded myself constantly to not succumb to the energy coursing through my body and go off the front.

Well while I concentrated on keeping my shit under control a strong break with good team representation went up the road. I sat in, others were doing work at the front, though it seem to be coming in fits and spurts. By the 30 minute mark I finally started tuning into the gap updates from the sidelines and was surprised to hear 40 seconds. Around this time as I was realising I wasn't going to get my sprint finish the soleDevotion guys lost their only man in the break (Will). Mark and Peter came up to the front and we started to work hard turns. Despite out best efforts for a few laps the gap didn't come down, in fact I think it got bigger.

After we swung off it was just a game of waiting for the inevitable lapping of the field (us).

D: 36.9km
A: 0m

ABOC Sprint:
1 x 1/4 lap power jump 82"
3 x 20m Gate start @ 96"
1 x 628m ITT @ 96" (gate start)
2 x 20m Gate start @ 96"
1 x 935m ITT @ 96" (gate start)
1 x 375m power jump @ 96"
1 x 1 lap sprint @ 82"

Another hard track session, this week it was outdoor at Blackburn, featuring gate practice and a 1.5km of ITT.

I blew myself apart in 1.5 laps on the first ITT, rolling in with legs going in squares.

For the second, give or take a full kilo, I tried to hold a pace on the second lap and drive it home in the last. This kept me in much better shape to finish the effort, but I do have a small voice telling me that I could/should have gone harder. For the moment I'm going to ignore that voice, because that was the first Kilo I've done that didn't have me explode halfway through.

The final item to note is the 1 lap race, I picked James Dann to race and lost by a few tyre widths. I wont accept the restricted gear as an excuse so the score is now 0:1. It was a really fun drill, a bit of push and shove, some ducking and diving and an all out haul to the line, obviously I hope to even up the score next time.

RHR: 64bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Saturday, 19 November 2011

19/11/2011

Windsor - Mordialloc - Windsor:
My alarm went off at 5:25am, it's good that it did, that's the time I set it for, the reason I set it then was so I'd have the chance to not only get to the Hell Ride, but to shave my legs and get a coffee as well. It is the normal time I wake up on a Saturday.

Anyway, this Saturday, at 5:25am when my alarm went off, it was raining, pretty decent amounts of rain. So much rain that as I sat on the dunny, measuring my heart rate, I wondered at the sanity of riding in it. I then convinced myself not to ride and went back to bed only to be woken a short time later by Lee phoning to ask where I was. The next 45 minutes were a fight between apathy and guilt.

Guilt won out and at 7:20, I rolled out the door into the warm morning air for half of what I'd told myself I'd do today. "Play in the rain on the Hell Ride."

D: 48.5km
A: 145m

RHR: 62bpm
PMPW 95kg

Friday, 18 November 2011

18/11/2011

Commute:

D: 14.5km
A: 50m

CE: 1

RHR: 61bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Thursday, 17 November 2011

17/11/2011

Commute:
Another morning, another North Road Ride, another sitting in... crap I think I broke that sentence.

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The wind was reversed from yesterday, but again I felt pretty good and was keen to play in the sprint.

Sadly after getting myself into what I thought was a good position it all got shut down by red lights at the Elwood canal.

Dave Sewell (who'd blown himself apart on the front and subsequently fell off the back) rolled up to the bunch just as the lights changed to green and gapped us all. I took off after him to give myself at least one hard effort for the morning but never got close to his wheel by BP.

D: 45.5km
A: 155m

Commute:

D: 13.7km
A: 45m

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 96kg

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

16/11/2011

NRR:
I get the suspicion that I'm starting to rest on my laurels. They're not the greatest laurels ever, but they're enough that I'm confident no ride I wish to do will kill me. I can race crits and have fun, I can race sprints and have fun, Kilos will suck at any fitness, but completing them is never an issue. So yeah, motivation to do anything training wise seems quite low during the week.

Well fuck that, today it was time to go play on North Road Ride, and see if I could improve the timing of my road sprint.

The headwind heading south and the generally relaxed pace of Wednesdays made for a delightful start to the morning. I did note that when I got out of the saddle that my lats were a touch tender.

Aaaanyway, northbound with a tail wind was an absolute giggle, we hit 65km/h rolling into Sandringham, and by "we" i mean whoever was on the front pulling turns got us to 65, I couldn't tell who it was from my position halfway down the bunch.

Aaaanyway (take 2), the sprint. Caught by the lights at Glenhuntly David Kelly ripped it off the line and got a gap. I sat on wheels and launched hard.... but it took until the traffic lights to reel him in, too late for the "win". My kick wasn't perfect, I feel I kicked from too close to the wheel in front and lost some of the benefit in acceleration through a draft.

Talking of wins, I should admit that for all these years I've never known there was a line painted on the road before BP, perhaps knowing the official sprint line will make winning easier.

D: 42.3km
A: 150m

Commute:

D: 14.3km
A: 55m

RHR: 56bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

15/11/2011

Commute:
Kept all effort at a minimum today, I'm feeling well used. All day my muscles have threatened legally protected industrial action, but so far, nothing too major has eventuated.

D: 14.9km
A: 55mjavascript:void(0)

RHR: 57bpm
PMPW: 96kg

Monday, 14 November 2011

14/11/2011

Commute:
There are some days when a 74" gear feels too big, today was one of those days. Normally I scoff that anyone would ride a 69" around town, surely they'll get nowhere.

D: 14.8km
A: 110m

Power Haus:
2 x 1min Row
1 x 100 Skips

2 x 5 @ 20kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 50kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 70kg High bar squat
1 x 2 @ 100kg High bar squat
3 x 3 @ 135kg High bar squat

1 x 5 @ 39kg Press
3 x 5 @ 53.5kg Press

1 x 5 @ 100kg Deadlift
1 x 5 @ 167.5kg Deadlift

3 x 6 @ 1kg Chin ups

When the first set of squats went up, I was surprised but happy. To complete the 3 sets and chalk whiteboard marker up another PB is even better.

The same went for the press, I've had 52.5kg on the board for a while and consistently failed to get 55kg up for even 1 full set. The question becomes, do I go to 54.5kg or 55kg next time?

Deadlifts, well I pulled a PB off the ground, but while the first rep was passable, each rep was less pretty than the previous one, and the last two had complete back/form breakdown. This is one exercise that I'm going to have to reset on weight.

Finally chin ups, I threw on the weight vest and a whopping 1kg. It's now the most amusing PB I have on the board. When James started doing weighted pulls, he had 5kg in the vest. That would have pushed me well over 100kg and my brain just couldn't cope with the idea of chinning that today.

RHR: 51bpm
PMPW: 97kg

Sunday, 13 November 2011

13/11/2011

Melbourne - Mordialloc - Melbourne:
Had nice easy roll with the soleDevotion boys down to Mordi and back.

D: 61.3km
A: 175m

SKCC Crits:
First crit back this season, big wheels were on, and I had a couple of points I wanted to tick off.

Firstly, to survive.
Secondly, to test the legs.
Thirdly, to test the legs in the sprint.

I ticked off the first one easily, the second worked well with some non selfish goals and got ticked off as well. Clarky has had an emotional week and wanted desperately to bury it in a sea of pain, and hopefully victory. I told him I'd get him off the front to a break if one went, well... one went and I put everything into a 2 lap chase only to peel off and find he wasn't on my wheel.

Luigi came past up the outside with 4-5 laps to go and called for me to follow him, in hindsight I should have as I ended up too far back to even consider contesting the sprint (25th-ish into the last corner).

Good to get one out the way, I'm now more confident in my legs and had a bit of fun... especially getting air off the big lump of hotmix when hammering it up the left in the back straight.

D: 43.1km
A: 5m

ABOC Sprint:
1 x 1/4 lap Power jump @ 82"
2 x 1/4 lap Power jump @ 106" (3up, react to lead rider)
1 x 1/2 lap Power jump (seated) @ 106" (3up, react to lead rider, 20km/h)
2 x 1/2 lap Power jump (seated) @ 108" (2up, side by side, 25km/h)
1 x 500m MAC @ 102"
1 x 750m Windout, rider last 100m @ 102"
1 x 500m Sprint @ 82"

Lots of big gear work, lots of seated work, then stupidly fast speeds behind the motorbike.

The MAC and Windout both tasted like tabouli, tuna* and bile.

I topped out in the MAC and was unable to stay on top of the gear for the last 150m. My legs went wobbly and I lost control at my hips. I wasn't impressed, so worked hard to stay driving through the legs during the windout.

In the final sprint I was paired with Chris Dann. He went hard at a lap to go and there was a brief pause before I reacted. During the pause the following exchange occurred:

Body: Really?
Brain: Let me check.
Me: Yes.
Brain: He says yes.
Body: Why?
Brain: Why?
Me: Because fuck you, that's why!

CE: 1

RHR: 64bpm
PMPW: 97kg

* The lunch I'd had 5 hours before

Saturday, 12 November 2011

12/11/2011

Hell Ride:
I don't want to blame two staples of any aspiring cyclists diet, beer and pizza, but it's possible the over consumption of both last night lead to a thoroughly shit sleep. Sure it's also possibly they didn't.... it's just way more fun to point fingers and hope that a 6am coffee will fix things.

Warm temperatures and I assume low air pressure had us flying along, track style turns at 48-52km/h on both legs of the journey. That's not to say I was doing them. I did do a couple, mostly to get myself a better place in the bunch, but mostly I was content to get a sit and wait for the fun of the hills past Frankston and the sprint into Black Rock. I got a bad run at Olivers, I was pinned behind a Belinda Goss after what I assume was a hard turn on the front as the pace was far from ideal.

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For the sprint I felt great, but was a couple of riders too far back, the kick I had in my legs would have possibly got me to the wheels of the top 3 guys, but not around. I contented myself to roll through 5th with Clarky (4th), most importantly ahead of Hendo.

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D: 96.9km
A: 330m

RHR: 64bpm
PMPW: 96kg

Friday, 11 November 2011

11/11/2011

Lazy:

CE: 1

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Thursday, 10 November 2011

10/11/2011

Commute:
I need to start getting passionate about my goals on the track, this week has been far too lazy!

Talking of goals they are (possible revision after the Metros):

less than 11.94 sec outdoor flying 200m (Andrew Steele's old record)
less than 11.2 sec indoor flying 200m (The last time i set a time indoor I was 0.8 faster than my outdoor times)
less than 68 sec 1,000m ITT

D: 15.7km
A: 55m

RHR: 62bpm
PMPW: 94kg

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

9/11/2011

Commute:
I've got some good 2nd day Adductor DOMS going on, good enough to make my pedal stroke at 100rpm pretty wonky.

That and the weather has influenced my decision to ride, but nothing could effect my decision to enter the Vic Metro Track Champs. Kilo and Sprint here I come!

D: 13.7km
A: 45m

RHR: 56bpm
PMPW: 94kg

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

8/11/2011

Commute:
Emergency socks were required after the heavens opened this morning, but enough of that, the videos from Sunday are up!

Heat 1: John Cochrane (6:25)

I initiated a late early jump (i.e. getting bugger all advantage from the bank) then a straight drag race that for me was all about getting in front and dropping back into the lane before turn 3/4. Win.

Heat 2: Ed Osborne (6:36)

There's a moment around 7:20, Ed has dived for the lane, I've seen it and drop to cut him off, the question is, did I do so legally? The problem is the tent obscures the action. I think it's safe to say Ed hit the lane first, but I'm still unsure if there was room when I got there. With extra speed he was soon underneath me, and there was an awkward moment where I gave him the lane, hesitated then kicked from outside. From there on it was a repeat of the last race. Win.

Heat 3: Gary Jackson (4:02)

I lead out, but Gary quickly takes it for himself, I don't yet have a preference for either so let it go. My one wish is for a short race, I'm guaranteed a finals berth regardless of the result (loss would mean 3v4, win is 1x2), and really really just want as little effort as possible. I sit slightly off the back, giving myself a nice gap to work into should Gary jump, and the speed increases, Gary wants me off the bank, I want the extra height, so the speed increases. When we finally begin the sprint proper into turn 1, there's not much of a kick and i'm forced to basically go the long way home. I can remember somewhere between turn 3 and 4 worrying that I wasn't going to get over the top but that the roll off the bank or the state of Gary's legs led to a smidge more speed to the line. Win.

1v2 Final: Jae Castles (6:05)

The final, I wanted to be on the front, so kept low/in the lane to ensure Jae couldn't dive under, eventually I was drawn up the track to get better control. As I said the other day, my plan was to have a 2nd kick under Jae into the final corner. 7:53 everything is going to plan. By 7:55 I have lost the race, I wasnt going hard enough and had no information about how hard Jae was going. The lulz occur at 8:07.

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 94kg

Monday, 7 November 2011

7/11/2011

Commute:

D: 14.8km
A: 110m

Power Haus:
2 x 1min Row
1 x 100 Skips

2 x 5 @ 25kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 45kg High bar squat
1 x 5 @ 65kg High bar squat
1 x 2 @ 100kg High bar squat
5 x 5 @ 125kg High bar squat

1 x 5 @ 20kg Bench Press
3 x 5 @ 67.5kg Bench Press

1 x 4 @ 40kg Power clean
3 x 4 @ 60kg Power clean

Squats are still going up, though the boys tell me I'm dropping too deep at the bottom and my left knee is caving before I mentally force it back to a better position.

I've taken a few kg's off the Bench press and power clean to get full sets done. I'll also start to use smaller increments to try and get continued gains.

CE: 1/2

RHR: 64bpm
PMPW:

Sunday, 6 November 2011

6/11/2011

ABOC SSS:
I really don't recall a lot about today's racing, all my thought process is around the final race and it's left little of anything else.

Ok, back to the start, my f200 was faster than last time, 12.417 vs 12.635, that's within 3 100's of a second of my fastest time, and the conditions were not ideal (they weren't horrible either). I think my jump was a touch late, so I consider the time an indicator that I may yet go sub 12s this year.

That netted me 3rd in A-grade and races against John Cochrane (J17), Ed Osborne and Gary Jackson. I cant remember the specifics of what went down, I think I was fairly proactive, I know they were all long races with the one against Gary building up almost straight from the start.

The race that matters was the finals, neither Gary (fastest qualifier) or Chris Ray (2nd fastest) won, so I was in 1v2 against Jae Castles (J17). Jae beat me last time (video here) so I talked to James Dann about what his strengths and weaknesses were. The plan was to hold the front, kick, but leave something extra in the tank so he'd get less of a sling off my wheel and then to re-attack under him through the final corner.

Jae feinted or possibly attacked about 250m to go, it was the right time for me so I hooked up at him then dove for the lane. Over the 200m line I eased a little (mistake one, I eased too much) but kept looking ahead (mistake two, failed to know where he was and what he was doing). The next thing I know, he's gone around me with a HEAP more speed, gets a decent gap and slams it back into the lane. I chased with all I had, it was a 1v2 final so there's no point leaving anything in the tank, but the result was sealed.

Oh, in the final I had a little excursion into the infield causing all the officials and Nath the photographer to scatter. To me, it's far less of an issue issue than what happened ~10 seconds earlier when the sprint began, but I'm sure it'll make for amusing viewing and be the source of many jokes.

RHR: 58bpm
PMPW: 94kg

Saturday, 5 November 2011

5/11/2011

Hell Ride:
The ride started like this:
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And finished with me off the front of the bunch, desperately clinging to the wheel of Greg Henderson, and laughing maniacally when he flicked an elbow for me to come through. A fairly surreal moment... he really was drilled and needed the assistance.

It's nice to ride with no purpose other than to be on a bike and to mess about with mates, possibly hurting their legs in the process.

D: 97.7km
A: 320m

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Friday, 4 November 2011

4/11/2011

Commute:
I am on the crux of a dilemma, to embrace my arm tan lines or to actively work to dilute them.

What is such a source of pride in one community is one of kind of awkward weirdness in the general populace.

D: 13.7km
A: 30m

CE: 1

RHR: 56bpm
PMPW: 95kg

Thursday, 3 November 2011

3/11/2011

6am NRR:
To say I could be arsed this morning would be a gross overstatement. I really couldn't (be arsed), not even a little bit. No! The fact that I rode is no indication of arsedness, it was a testament to stubbornness and going through the motions, nothing to do with arses. Right, now we have that out the way, I can say I'm bloody glad I did ride.

The easy pace to Mordi didn't do much for me, but the pace back was perfect. Fast enough to wake up my fatso body, but not so fast that I was ever in fear I wouldn't see the end. In fact I even went off the front with H around Mentone.

Then, and most importantly, it was time to sprint. I missed the move that netted 1st and 2nd, but wrapped up everyone else for a comfortable 3rd.

It all left me excited to get on the bike on Sunday and see what condition the Warny has left my body in.

D: 42.3km
A: 130m

Commute:

D: 14.3km
A: 55m

CE: 1/2

RHR: 56bpm
PMPW: 98kg

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

2/11/2011

Commute:
A long day at work made better by the feeling that my neck/shoulder is on the mend. I'm not a fan of that mental place you go when you worry something stupid is going to cause you to not be able to do what you want. For me it was race SSS #2 this Sunday, not being able to watch other riders or pull hard on the bars makes for a pretty poor sprinter. Anyway enough of that, I predict shit will be fine, in fact, given my porky 98kg this morning I'm committing myself to NRR tomorrow morning and possibly banning myself from ice cream for a while.

D: 13.7km
A: 45m

RHR: 59bpm
PMPW: 98kg

Tuesday, 1 November 2011

1/11/2011

Rest:
I have copped it a bit today, I went ahead and organised a mountain bike ride... then didn't attend.

I suppose it doesn't help that I have the worlds lamest sounding excuse. "I napped funny two days ago".

Damn you naps!

RHR: 50bpm
PMPW: 96kg