Thursday, 8 January 2015

8/01/2015

6am NRR:
I wasn't terribly motivated today, it was hot, it was humid, and there were many other things that I cant think of right now, but were obviously incredibly valid reasons. I thought that despite this lack of motivation, I might get a workout/roll some turns anyway.

That thought of a possible workout was because early on 30ish riders rolled through, and I figured that we'd have just a big old chain-gang for 40km. If all the bunch is rolling, then peer pressure dictates I am too, and that's good for my fitness. Instead of a 40km TTT, the whole thing dissolved after one or two rotations, and once it broke down, no one seemed eager to get it going again.

What we did have was lulls in the pace, which lead to riders, in particular Jono Cantwell attacking for the lolz. When he took a couple of riders up the road through Black Rock, I finally got something interesting enough to spark me out of the wheels I was sitting on, and hit the wind.

The next moment to spark my interest was the sprint. I got myself up and onto Jez Hunt's wheel, for a change his body language and more importantly his bunch position said he was going to play in the sprint. Like Steele on Caleb in the nationals crit, I tried to prethink my gears. Like Steele I came over the top. Unlike Steele I was seated, and I didn't win (Ray Forbes came over me, and I shut it down). Still, it's a fucking rad feeling coming off the wheel of a bloke who did lead outs for a living.

Strava link.

D: 46.1km
A: 167m

Commute:

D: 7.0km
A: 21m

PMPW: 84kg

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