Wednesday, 25 September 2013

25/09/2013

NRR Long:
There weren't many rolling turns from Mordi to Franga, I wasn't super keen to be pulling them either, but did my bit to at least get us through to Carrum, before slipping back into the bunch for a sit, and a chance to scoff a gel. What I wanted from the ride was a red hot go at the hills, to see if I could get to the top of Two Bays on or near the front.

So, just like fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate and hate leads to suffering, expectations leads to nervousness. I've been feeling better and better on the bike, and I had a load of caffeine in my system... so when the pace started fairly moderately it was hard work to keep controlled and just stay on wheels saving energy.

I slipped up the side of the bunch into around 4th position as we hit the dip at the start of Canadian. This was the perfect spot for watching Oscar Stephenson hit it hard on the middle of the first ramp. Thankfully for me, we were several riders wide at this point, the process of getting into a single file meant the severity of the attack was lessened, giving me time to get up to speed and find a wheel to follow. Severity lessened or not, it still hurt like hell, 183bpm flashed at me a few times before we reached the relative safety of the false flat... then others counter attacked and any illusions of control were removed from my mind. I was a passenger on a pain train, the best I could try to do was hang on until the ride stopped. The data says my heart rate only got down to 180 before it was time to kick up the final ramp to the top, at the time I didn't know that, I knew I was hurting, I also knew what to do to get it over and done with quickly. Stand up and go hard.

2.3km later, my heart rate was down 45 beats and it was time for the Two Bays climb. The pace got serious at the first speed bump, then ramped again as the road steepened. I tailed off the front few riders when Cam McDonald, whose wheel I was on, tailed off the wheel he was on. From there I was basically setting my own pace, Cam got ahead for a bit, then I got past him, then Lucas got past me, but these were minor distractions to trying to keep my legs spinning and my power from slowly deteriorating.

In the wrap up, I think I came through in around 6th or 7th, but Oscar was off the front of a few lads, then I was dangling well off the back of them. My time up Canadian was a PB, and Two Bays was the same as this time last year. I'm feeling pretty good about all of that. I've got some weight to lose to get into the same shape as last year, and I still feel like there are fitness gains to be made.

Strava link.

D: 95.1km
A: 515m

Commute:

D: 18.8km
A: 69m

PMPW: 97kg

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