Commute:
I havent been feeling the love for bikes of late, and it mostly relates to um... comfort in the area that ain't that bit and (t)ain't that bit either. It's been an on/off thing for over a year, any slowly slowly it's taken away the joy/motivation.
I'm feeling better now though, not because I've solved the issue, but I've taken next steps, I'm talking to some people about a (re)fit.
If I can get my shit organised/fixed pronto, I'll smash some ergos and try for SKCC club titles, if the problems are resolved a bit later on, then racing CX would be ace... otherwise if I can't unravel the issue(s), then I'm going to have to think about something non bike related to fulfil burn through the food I eat and sustain my endorphin needs. I'm hoping it doesn't come to that, because I had planned on riding well into my 70s.
D: 18.0km
A: 176m
PMPW: 87kg
Tuesday, 31 January 2017
Monday, 30 January 2017
30/01/2017
Commute:
The tiny Canadian asked me to stop making linkin park jokes at dinner... but in the end, it didn't even matter.
D: 16.5km
A: 77m
PMPW: 89kg
The tiny Canadian asked me to stop making linkin park jokes at dinner... but in the end, it didn't even matter.
D: 16.5km
A: 77m
PMPW: 89kg
Sunday, 29 January 2017
29/01/2017
Lazy:
There's something perfectly ironic about justifying not doing any exercise by the amount of exercise you need to watch others do. Way more ironic than dying the day after you win the lottery, don't you think?
PMPW: 89kg
There's something perfectly ironic about justifying not doing any exercise by the amount of exercise you need to watch others do. Way more ironic than dying the day after you win the lottery, don't you think?
PMPW: 89kg
Saturday, 28 January 2017
28/01/2017
St Kilda East - Frankston - St Kilda East:
While yesterday's caffeine extravaganza wasn't debilitating, I was in the mood for a simple/flatter ride today. A chat with DK down to Frankston, before turning (he went on to Blairgowrie) and finding random people on the road to pass the kms with.
Strava link.
D: 91.9km
A: 233m
PMPW: 88kg
While yesterday's caffeine extravaganza wasn't debilitating, I was in the mood for a simple/flatter ride today. A chat with DK down to Frankston, before turning (he went on to Blairgowrie) and finding random people on the road to pass the kms with.
Strava link.
D: 91.9km
A: 233m
PMPW: 88kg
Friday, 27 January 2017
27/01/2017
St Kilda East, Wardennes, St Kilda East:
Today we prepared a coffee sandwhich, a delightful dish that is sure to be the height bourgeois affectation this season. Like anything, your results depend on the quality of the ingredients, so wherever possible aim for artisnal, locally sourced produce.
While many will attest that it's the filling that matters, to me the hero of this is the ends. Don't be afraid to use different varieties either, as this will give a deeper flavour profile and create a sense of movement that will be a delight to the senses.
Today we sandwiched a roll through Warrandyte and Park Orchards with seasonal blends of single origin, fair trade brews. The creamy earthenware harking back to the untanned portions of our legs. The hand poured designs of milk and crema reminiscent of the shapes our ride had carved through the landscape. The views espoused while waiting for both pre and post roll brews hinting at how full of shit we all are.
Good times though.
Strava link.
D: 70.1km
A: 995m
PMPW: 88kg
Today we prepared a coffee sandwhich, a delightful dish that is sure to be the height bourgeois affectation this season. Like anything, your results depend on the quality of the ingredients, so wherever possible aim for artisnal, locally sourced produce.
While many will attest that it's the filling that matters, to me the hero of this is the ends. Don't be afraid to use different varieties either, as this will give a deeper flavour profile and create a sense of movement that will be a delight to the senses.
Today we sandwiched a roll through Warrandyte and Park Orchards with seasonal blends of single origin, fair trade brews. The creamy earthenware harking back to the untanned portions of our legs. The hand poured designs of milk and crema reminiscent of the shapes our ride had carved through the landscape. The views espoused while waiting for both pre and post roll brews hinting at how full of shit we all are.
Good times though.
Strava link.
D: 70.1km
A: 995m
PMPW: 88kg
Thursday, 26 January 2017
26/01/2017
Walk:
When the world of cycling provides some of the best riders a mere 2.5km from your house, you take yourself and your dog, and you get all 6 legs walking.
Despite the skinny puppy having a great sprint, we were at Albert Park Lake purely for spectating and patting purposes. We watched the elite women, then the elite men rock around for a while before coming home faster than the run to toilet after a too spicy curry.
PMPW: 88kg
When the world of cycling provides some of the best riders a mere 2.5km from your house, you take yourself and your dog, and you get all 6 legs walking.
Despite the skinny puppy having a great sprint, we were at Albert Park Lake purely for spectating and patting purposes. We watched the elite women, then the elite men rock around for a while before coming home faster than the run to toilet after a too spicy curry.
PMPW: 88kg
Wednesday, 25 January 2017
25/01/2017
Ricktastic Wednesday:
Despite the actual lack of rain, yesterday's ride was rain checked until today, which thankfully had no rain either.
What it did have was Williams Rd, and after many attempts in a range of different ways, I've come to the conclusion that there's no nice way to do Williams Rd. This is the first of the steep roads on Tour de Burbs, the one that you race down towards in your big ring, getting a ripping sit on someone else. Once on the hill they quickly tire, and you pop out for the short jaunt to the top... but a couple of pedal strokes later and you realise it's not short, the top of the hill now seems further away than ever before. It's getting steeper! You've gone from your biggest gear to your lowest and still this thing rears in front of you. After an eternity you get to the top, only to find it's a false flat and the sweet relief of a negative gradient, the thing you hung your hopes, your dreams and your reality on... is not to be found.
There's no nice way to do Williams Rd.
Strava link.
D: 50.4km
A: 633
Commute:
D: 9.0km
A: 29m
PMPW: 87kg
Despite the actual lack of rain, yesterday's ride was rain checked until today, which thankfully had no rain either.
What it did have was Williams Rd, and after many attempts in a range of different ways, I've come to the conclusion that there's no nice way to do Williams Rd. This is the first of the steep roads on Tour de Burbs, the one that you race down towards in your big ring, getting a ripping sit on someone else. Once on the hill they quickly tire, and you pop out for the short jaunt to the top... but a couple of pedal strokes later and you realise it's not short, the top of the hill now seems further away than ever before. It's getting steeper! You've gone from your biggest gear to your lowest and still this thing rears in front of you. After an eternity you get to the top, only to find it's a false flat and the sweet relief of a negative gradient, the thing you hung your hopes, your dreams and your reality on... is not to be found.
There's no nice way to do Williams Rd.
Strava link.
D: 50.4km
A: 633
Commute:
D: 9.0km
A: 29m
PMPW: 87kg
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
24/01/2017
Commute:
My grandfather had his tongue shot off in the war. He never... ever... talked about it though.
D: 20.7km
A: 170m
PMPW: 88kg
My grandfather had his tongue shot off in the war. He never... ever... talked about it though.
D: 20.7km
A: 170m
PMPW: 88kg
Monday, 23 January 2017
23/01/2017
Commute:
What's E.T. short for?
Well.. he's only got little legs.
D: 17.2km
A: 111m
PMPW: 89kg
What's E.T. short for?
Well.. he's only got little legs.
D: 17.2km
A: 111m
PMPW: 89kg
Sunday, 22 January 2017
22/01/2017
St Kilda East - Mt Dandenong - St Kilda East:
In poker a pair of two's is sometimes called Desmond, and like the Archbishop, it felt like the 4 of us were retiring from public out the back of Mt Dandenong. I think that like the occasional drop of sweat wrung more by the sun than our intentions, that analogy should be left behind on those quiet roads past Belgrave.
Strava link.
D: 105.9km
A: 1,596m
PMPW: 89kg
In poker a pair of two's is sometimes called Desmond, and like the Archbishop, it felt like the 4 of us were retiring from public out the back of Mt Dandenong. I think that like the occasional drop of sweat wrung more by the sun than our intentions, that analogy should be left behind on those quiet roads past Belgrave.
Strava link.
D: 105.9km
A: 1,596m
PMPW: 89kg
Saturday, 21 January 2017
21/01/2017
Rest:
I didn't feel like bikes today, so I didn't do bikes.
I did a nap on the couch while "watching" the tour down under. I did some time on the foam roller. I even did some denying of the nap.
PMPW: 89kg
I didn't feel like bikes today, so I didn't do bikes.
I did a nap on the couch while "watching" the tour down under. I did some time on the foam roller. I even did some denying of the nap.
PMPW: 89kg
Friday, 20 January 2017
20/01/2017
Commute:
Sitting on my bike, on the footpath of Chapel St, under a shop awning, staring out at the rain that was coming in heavy, I realised that I already had some dampness about me, so might as well get back out into it anf get the job done properly.
D: 18.8km
A: 128m
PMPW: 88kg
Sitting on my bike, on the footpath of Chapel St, under a shop awning, staring out at the rain that was coming in heavy, I realised that I already had some dampness about me, so might as well get back out into it anf get the job done properly.
D: 18.8km
A: 128m
PMPW: 88kg
Thursday, 19 January 2017
19/01/2017
Commute:
Not feeling the bicycle love today, nothing is specifically up, perhaps its just a case of being tired or not enough dirt in my diet, but the motivation/excitement was low.
D: 19.1km
A: 138m
PMPW: 87kg
Not feeling the bicycle love today, nothing is specifically up, perhaps its just a case of being tired or not enough dirt in my diet, but the motivation/excitement was low.
D: 19.1km
A: 138m
PMPW: 87kg
Wednesday, 18 January 2017
18/01/2017
Commute:
After grinding out 50rpm efforts yesterday (not intentionally), I tried my best to spin to win on the way to and from work. I had all intentions of getting out the rollers once I got home, but it seemed far less important once my arse hit the couch.
D: 19.7km
A: 142m
PMPW: 87kg
After grinding out 50rpm efforts yesterday (not intentionally), I tried my best to spin to win on the way to and from work. I had all intentions of getting out the rollers once I got home, but it seemed far less important once my arse hit the couch.
D: 19.7km
A: 142m
PMPW: 87kg
Tuesday, 17 January 2017
17/01/2017
Ricktastic Tuesday:
Everyone was still tired from Sunday's loop... well except for Rohin, he's always keen, no he's always pushing for pain on a bicycle, so there was pain.
Strava link.
D: 49.7km
A: 565m
Commute:
D: 7.6km
A: 13m
PMPW: 89kg
Everyone was still tired from Sunday's loop... well except for Rohin, he's always keen, no he's always pushing for pain on a bicycle, so there was pain.
Strava link.
D: 49.7km
A: 565m
Commute:
D: 7.6km
A: 13m
PMPW: 89kg
Monday, 16 January 2017
16/01/2017
Commute:
Rolling home along St Kinda Rd, chatting to a mate, we reached the Fitzroy St/Dandenong Rd junction and the hill there after. As we tilted upwards my legs cried foul, claiming that yesterday was harder than it seemed.
D: 16.3km
A: 137m
PMPW: 89kg
Rolling home along St Kinda Rd, chatting to a mate, we reached the Fitzroy St/Dandenong Rd junction and the hill there after. As we tilted upwards my legs cried foul, claiming that yesterday was harder than it seemed.
D: 16.3km
A: 137m
PMPW: 89kg
Sunday, 15 January 2017
15/01/2017
St Kilda East - Broad Gully - Mine - Hildebrand - Buttermans - Clintons - St Kilda East:
Four fifths of the now sealed Buttermans Track is lovely. From the St Andrews end you'll climb steadily, winding your way way past a few farmhouses and through sections of eucalypt bushland. Then once you've had plenty of time to enjoy the winding road, observe mobs of kangaroos, and possibly like us, a koala... you're presented with a wall of bitumen to get you up to the junction with Skyline Rd.
The little crew we had rolling through the hills was mostly content to sit two up and chat, but like some of the plethora or roos we passed, occasionally someone would square up. Thankfully only the human version lead to action, as some of those roos were bloody huge!
Strava link.
D: 126.2km
A: 2,001m
PMPW: 88kg
Four fifths of the now sealed Buttermans Track is lovely. From the St Andrews end you'll climb steadily, winding your way way past a few farmhouses and through sections of eucalypt bushland. Then once you've had plenty of time to enjoy the winding road, observe mobs of kangaroos, and possibly like us, a koala... you're presented with a wall of bitumen to get you up to the junction with Skyline Rd.
The little crew we had rolling through the hills was mostly content to sit two up and chat, but like some of the plethora or roos we passed, occasionally someone would square up. Thankfully only the human version lead to action, as some of those roos were bloody huge!
Strava link.
D: 126.2km
A: 2,001m
PMPW: 88kg
Saturday, 14 January 2017
14/01/2017
Total Rush shop ride:
I was hoping for an easy roll with a mate today, but he didn't show to the shoppy, and instead I found myself chatting to an ex kookaburra (australian hockey player). I played club level hockey at school and uni, but we talked more in abstraction. My hockey experience paled to his, and he's new to bikes, so instead we talked about fitness and motivation.
As a guy who played a power position (rather than endurance) , it was funny to hear him talk about trying to beat wings (an endurance position) in beep tests. It felt like I was hearing myself talk about trying to beat 65kg climbers up short hills.
Strava link.
D: 51.3km
A: 231m
PMPW: 87kg
I was hoping for an easy roll with a mate today, but he didn't show to the shoppy, and instead I found myself chatting to an ex kookaburra (australian hockey player). I played club level hockey at school and uni, but we talked more in abstraction. My hockey experience paled to his, and he's new to bikes, so instead we talked about fitness and motivation.
As a guy who played a power position (rather than endurance) , it was funny to hear him talk about trying to beat wings (an endurance position) in beep tests. It felt like I was hearing myself talk about trying to beat 65kg climbers up short hills.
Strava link.
D: 51.3km
A: 231m
PMPW: 87kg
Friday, 13 January 2017
13/01/2017
Commute:
This cx race in Budapest (vid found at cycling tips) looks rad!
It might be that it reminds me of the durt crit malachai used to put on in the fringes of a commercial carpark in Port Melbourne. Or perhaps the one put on by Snozza out the back near the docks that often ended in a cold beer and a chuckle about dodgy overtaking moves.
It looks like you could ride to it, and make use of some unused built up space and some space reclaimed by nature. Embracing of the urban landscape while still eeking out time on dirt.
It looks like a race where you rock up, violate your cardio vascular system, then on the way home pool some money with a mate so you can get a family block of chocolate to share.
D: 16.6km
A: 88m
PMPW: 87kg
This cx race in Budapest (vid found at cycling tips) looks rad!
It might be that it reminds me of the durt crit malachai used to put on in the fringes of a commercial carpark in Port Melbourne. Or perhaps the one put on by Snozza out the back near the docks that often ended in a cold beer and a chuckle about dodgy overtaking moves.
It looks like you could ride to it, and make use of some unused built up space and some space reclaimed by nature. Embracing of the urban landscape while still eeking out time on dirt.
It looks like a race where you rock up, violate your cardio vascular system, then on the way home pool some money with a mate so you can get a family block of chocolate to share.
D: 16.6km
A: 88m
PMPW: 87kg
Thursday, 12 January 2017
12/01/2017
NRR:
Turns today were like 90's world rally championships. It was all dominated by the number 555. Back then it was plastered on the side of blue WRXs, this morning on northy it was the wattage required to roll a turn.
I pulled quite a few turns, trying to keep things smooth despite a few lads being eager and rolling through hot. I also hung outside the bunch, in the wind so I could chat with mates who were taking a sit. If i'd been wearing steel capped s-works shoes and a high vis jersey, if I'd finished up with a meat pie and a chocolate big m, then you could been forgiven for calling it all workman like, but I wasn't, so you won't be.
Strava link.
D: 49.1km
A: 180m
Commute:
D: 9.3km
A: 27m
PMPW: 87kg
Turns today were like 90's world rally championships. It was all dominated by the number 555. Back then it was plastered on the side of blue WRXs, this morning on northy it was the wattage required to roll a turn.
I pulled quite a few turns, trying to keep things smooth despite a few lads being eager and rolling through hot. I also hung outside the bunch, in the wind so I could chat with mates who were taking a sit. If i'd been wearing steel capped s-works shoes and a high vis jersey, if I'd finished up with a meat pie and a chocolate big m, then you could been forgiven for calling it all workman like, but I wasn't, so you won't be.
Strava link.
D: 49.1km
A: 180m
Commute:
D: 9.3km
A: 27m
PMPW: 87kg
Wednesday, 11 January 2017
11/01/2017
Commute:
You've waged a war of nerves
But you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are.
Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation.
I ask you please just give us...
30 minutes on the foam roller
D: 17.7km
A: 94m
PMPW: 86kg
You've waged a war of nerves
But you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are.
Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation.
I ask you please just give us...
30 minutes on the foam roller
D: 17.7km
A: 94m
PMPW: 86kg
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
10/01/2017
St Kilda East - Slack Rock - St Kilda East:
I was happy to roll an easy one down the beach with an old mate, rather than add more load to my legs in the hills this morning. Mostly it was about supporting and encouraging a dude who has been off the bike, and thus sorely missed, but I'll admit I'm still feeling the impact of my festive biking.
Strava link.
D: 38.8km
A: 137m
Commute:
D: 6.9km
A: 28m
PMPW: 87kg
I was happy to roll an easy one down the beach with an old mate, rather than add more load to my legs in the hills this morning. Mostly it was about supporting and encouraging a dude who has been off the bike, and thus sorely missed, but I'll admit I'm still feeling the impact of my festive biking.
Strava link.
D: 38.8km
A: 137m
Commute:
D: 6.9km
A: 28m
PMPW: 87kg
Monday, 9 January 2017
9/01/2017
Commute:
The best way to determine the gender of an ant is to throw it in water. If it floats, it's boy ant.
D: 20.1km
A: 119m
PMPW: 87kg
The best way to determine the gender of an ant is to throw it in water. If it floats, it's boy ant.
D: 20.1km
A: 119m
PMPW: 87kg
Sunday, 8 January 2017
8/01/2017
St Kilda East - Two Bays - St Kilda East:
Mother nature is more of a jerk than I am when I'm fit... which is to say, very very jerky. I called for a ride south to Two Bays so we could time the cool change and get a tail wind both ways.
Mother nature be in on the whatsapp group though, because she held out on the change in wind direction until we were almost back home. Still, despite being covered in salt, and having to make an unplanned stop in Sandringham to refill water, I'm not mad. The cool change came, and it was glorious!
Strava link.
D: 100.9km
A: 572m
PMPW: 87kg
Mother nature is more of a jerk than I am when I'm fit... which is to say, very very jerky. I called for a ride south to Two Bays so we could time the cool change and get a tail wind both ways.
Mother nature be in on the whatsapp group though, because she held out on the change in wind direction until we were almost back home. Still, despite being covered in salt, and having to make an unplanned stop in Sandringham to refill water, I'm not mad. The cool change came, and it was glorious!
Strava link.
D: 100.9km
A: 572m
PMPW: 87kg
Saturday, 7 January 2017
7/01/2017
St Kilda East - Tuesday loop - St Kilda East:
Rolling up Chapel St on my way to Rush for the shop ride, I had just thought "gees, I should have texted Youngie to see if he wanted to roll", when lo and behold there was Youngie drinking a unsavory looking coffee. After some judgement about his cafe choices I changed my plans to some kind of inner NE burbs loop.
We rolled along discussing christmas and new years, and somewhere around when we were vowing that more riding should occur in 2017, I took over the route selection and rail roaded Mick, his mate Al around the standard Tuesday loop.
Strava link.
D: 59.0km
A: 760m
PMPW: 86kg
Rolling up Chapel St on my way to Rush for the shop ride, I had just thought "gees, I should have texted Youngie to see if he wanted to roll", when lo and behold there was Youngie drinking a unsavory looking coffee. After some judgement about his cafe choices I changed my plans to some kind of inner NE burbs loop.
We rolled along discussing christmas and new years, and somewhere around when we were vowing that more riding should occur in 2017, I took over the route selection and rail roaded Mick, his mate Al around the standard Tuesday loop.
Strava link.
D: 59.0km
A: 760m
PMPW: 86kg
Friday, 6 January 2017
6/01/2017
St Kilda East - Kew Boulevard - Carlton:
If you go past Yarra St, pretend that you havent repeatedly stated that you should go up Yarra St.
Strava link.
D: 36.3km
A: 447m
Commute:
D: 8.2km
A: 19m
PMPW: 86kg
If you go past Yarra St, pretend that you havent repeatedly stated that you should go up Yarra St.
Strava link.
D: 36.3km
A: 447m
Commute:
D: 8.2km
A: 19m
PMPW: 86kg
Thursday, 5 January 2017
5/01/2017
Commute:
Shattered, shagged, shot, and a down right shambles. Terrible, tired, toasted, and a little bit teary. Slow, sedate, sluggish, and shuffling. Pedestrian, ponderous, plodding, and somewhat pleasureless.
D: 16.5km
A: 117m
PMPW: 86kg
Shattered, shagged, shot, and a down right shambles. Terrible, tired, toasted, and a little bit teary. Slow, sedate, sluggish, and shuffling. Pedestrian, ponderous, plodding, and somewhat pleasureless.
D: 16.5km
A: 117m
PMPW: 86kg
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
4/01/2017
Commute:
D: 25.9km
A: 262m
St Kilda East - HCC D Grade - HCC A Grade - St Kilda East:
12 riders, as we rolled out for the first of many hot laps in A grade I counted 11 others, and me. Just that fact alone meant I shifted my goals from winning to just finishing, as small fields mean no where to hide. As Ross Enamait's recent post suggests, both winning and losing are opportunities for learning.
I'd felt ok rolling around to marshal D grade, it was hot, but I drank water, sat on the back and practised lines through the bottom corner. I felt slightly less ok in A grade, but obviously that's to be expected. Attacks and counter attacks happened, but mostly I sat on the back and practised lines through the bottom corner.
I helped chase a break or two, but at best it was one turn, then back to the back to suck air and hope the next attack wasn't too hard. By about the 15 minute mark of the race, I had my first doubt about finishing at all, but I pushed it aside and focused on what wheel I needed to be on. A lap or two later, chasing around a gap up the hill my heart rate jumped 10 beats, my vision narrowed and nausea set in. I pulled to the side of the course and stopped.
Heat stress 1, Neil 0.
So, learnings. I learnt that I'm still a bit fatigued. I learnt that water frozen in my freezer tastes funny. I learnt that ice cubes aren't enough thermal mass to keep cold on a 30 degree night. I was happy I pushed down the thought of quitting just because it was hard.
Strava link.
D: 45.1km
A: 453m
PMPW: 87kg
D: 25.9km
A: 262m
St Kilda East - HCC D Grade - HCC A Grade - St Kilda East:
12 riders, as we rolled out for the first of many hot laps in A grade I counted 11 others, and me. Just that fact alone meant I shifted my goals from winning to just finishing, as small fields mean no where to hide. As Ross Enamait's recent post suggests, both winning and losing are opportunities for learning.
I'd felt ok rolling around to marshal D grade, it was hot, but I drank water, sat on the back and practised lines through the bottom corner. I felt slightly less ok in A grade, but obviously that's to be expected. Attacks and counter attacks happened, but mostly I sat on the back and practised lines through the bottom corner.
I helped chase a break or two, but at best it was one turn, then back to the back to suck air and hope the next attack wasn't too hard. By about the 15 minute mark of the race, I had my first doubt about finishing at all, but I pushed it aside and focused on what wheel I needed to be on. A lap or two later, chasing around a gap up the hill my heart rate jumped 10 beats, my vision narrowed and nausea set in. I pulled to the side of the course and stopped.
Heat stress 1, Neil 0.
So, learnings. I learnt that I'm still a bit fatigued. I learnt that water frozen in my freezer tastes funny. I learnt that ice cubes aren't enough thermal mass to keep cold on a 30 degree night. I was happy I pushed down the thought of quitting just because it was hard.
Strava link.
D: 45.1km
A: 453m
PMPW: 87kg
Tuesday, 3 January 2017
3/01/2017
NRR:
I started this edition of northy listing all the reasons I wasn't going to have a good one to myself. I was too tired. I was back on heavy/slow training wheels. I thought my seat post might have slipped down. I wondered if my brake was rubbing. It sounded like my chain was dry. I'd certainly done a lot of miles over the silly season, leaving my legs flat.
Somewhere along the way that changed, and I found myself sitting on the front, looking back at Tom Leaper, wondering if he was going to come up and roll over. He eventually did, but not before first making a point that I was being a jerk and holding the throttle too far open.
Strava link.
D: 44.1km
A: 166m
Commute:
D: 22.1km
A: 136m
PMPW: 88kg
I started this edition of northy listing all the reasons I wasn't going to have a good one to myself. I was too tired. I was back on heavy/slow training wheels. I thought my seat post might have slipped down. I wondered if my brake was rubbing. It sounded like my chain was dry. I'd certainly done a lot of miles over the silly season, leaving my legs flat.
Somewhere along the way that changed, and I found myself sitting on the front, looking back at Tom Leaper, wondering if he was going to come up and roll over. He eventually did, but not before first making a point that I was being a jerk and holding the throttle too far open.
Strava link.
D: 44.1km
A: 166m
Commute:
D: 22.1km
A: 136m
PMPW: 88kg
Monday, 2 January 2017
2/01/2017
CX Fail:
I tipped into the first bit of trail with a bit of pace, remembering to hold a wide line to avoid the worst of the rocks, but moments later my tubeless tyre had a gash too big for the sealant to fix. Shit.
I took my time putting in a tube, then rolled up to the pump track to get some flow. As I rounded to complete my first lap there was a solid bump and then again my front tyre was rolling around the rim bereft of air.
I gave patching the twin holes in the tube a go, but they didn't even pretend to hold air, leaving me to call a maxi cab to get home.
Strava link.
D: 9.0km
A: 89m
PMPW: 87kg
I tipped into the first bit of trail with a bit of pace, remembering to hold a wide line to avoid the worst of the rocks, but moments later my tubeless tyre had a gash too big for the sealant to fix. Shit.
I took my time putting in a tube, then rolled up to the pump track to get some flow. As I rounded to complete my first lap there was a solid bump and then again my front tyre was rolling around the rim bereft of air.
I gave patching the twin holes in the tube a go, but they didn't even pretend to hold air, leaving me to call a maxi cab to get home.
Strava link.
D: 9.0km
A: 89m
PMPW: 87kg
Sunday, 1 January 2017
1/01/2017
Rest:
It felt odd not to choose socks. Choosing socks is the first step of me going for a ride, even before I decide what and where I'm riding it's about the socks.
I had no intention of riding today, so I didn't spend that 2 minutes with the tub of paired socks, deciding what was going to go on my size 48 feet.
PMPW: 89kg
It felt odd not to choose socks. Choosing socks is the first step of me going for a ride, even before I decide what and where I'm riding it's about the socks.
I had no intention of riding today, so I didn't spend that 2 minutes with the tub of paired socks, deciding what was going to go on my size 48 feet.
PMPW: 89kg
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