Tuesday, 11 December 2012


6am NRR:
I didn't know how my legs would fare today, it's over a week since ToB, but well... I dunno it's still there mentally if not physically.

I mostly sat in going South, rolling to the front a few times to get better position, I may have even rolled an extra turn or two, but let's not pretend it was anything more than me trying to stay out of the path of the riff raff. Heh, riff raff, using that suggests I'm above "them". Separate, but equal.

The way back I got myself to the front and pulled turns. By Brighton I was feeling stretched, the hard turns others pulled along the beach took me to a snot running, face grimacing, tongue biting place, a place where you can feel sprint power being eaten away savaged by the second.

I've sent a message to Carl about working on taking my peak power and trying to make it available at the end of a race/ride. Kicking at 1,300W when I know my body can produce 1,900W is disappointing.

Strava link.

D: 46.1km
A: 212m


D: 18.3km
A: 162m

PMPW: 91kg

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