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A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.You need to pace yourself better Idry and use the down hill sections for recovery. Easier said than done I know but it will come with experience.
Foo I don't suffer fools easily and so long as you have done your best,you should have no regrets.
Goal 6000km ![]()
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That's my favourite line Thanks for that tom, really interesting, while i had seen/heard a lot of that stuff reading it all at once helped it to seep in. The issue i have had is that to date, any race i have been in has seen me dropping off the back regardless of whether i pushed hard on the front or tried to just follow a wheel. Now that i am getting stronger though, i think i can actually start to put these tactical aspects in to play, for me the message from last night was that even though i wasted a huge amount of energy in a poorly timed, poorly executed charge, i still finished mid pack, where in most of the other crits i've done, i sat in the pack sucking wheel and got the same result at the finish. So with the strength that is starting to develop, if i conserve my energy and attack properly (ie at the right time) i should see some better results. If nothing else, my little attack had one good result... http://www.sunshinecoastdaily.com.au/ph ... /17097/#/0 It's me! The next time i do some hard training (probably an afternoon or two this week) i'll be doing it at the crit track so i have less recovery time compared to doing intervals at gyndier. When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Great photo, and nicely balanced on that corner .........looking good
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.What a fantastic 24hrs!
With Noosa blanketed in smoke from the fire on North Shore, i decided to ditch the Giraween crit track for a loop out at Cudgerie Estate near Cooroy, and while i was in the area there were a few interesting segments i could have a crack at. The first climb was a subdivision on the outskirts of Cooroy, while it's very short it's also a long way north of 20%, so i was happy to clear it with the 52-28, 2 runs up that and then i set off for Black Mountain. There are a bunch of hilly roads around Black Mountain but my destination was the exceptionally steep road to the summit of the mountain itself. It's narrow, rough, peaks somewhere in the high 20s and even in the 39t it's seriously hard yakka. But once at the top the reward is a great view over the hinterland to Noosa. ![]() ![]() After slowly making my way back down (being so steep it's best to take it VERY steady), and a brief break to take a phone call As the evening was getting on by this stage i headed back towards Cooroy, keen to keep pushing a fast pace. But as i got up to pace (mid to high 30s) a voice came to me, like Obi Wan Kenobi telling Luke to "use the Force", i could hear Foo saying "pace yourself". So i did, and blow me down if i didn't set an absolutely blistering average speed in to Cooroy. Once in town i headed over to Swift Drive to see what i could do on the segment there and rode exceptionally well, just floating along. On getting home and uploading the file, BAM! 3 KOMs! You bloody ripper! While i wanted to commute on the bike today, after having ridden so hard last night it seemed the sensible thing to do would be to ride VERY slowly so as not to upset my tender 'muscles'. Alas, i slept in, so i had a choice of riding quickly and getting to work on time, or taking the car and using petrol and destroying the environment and won't someone please think of the children?! So i rode. And that's where things got very interesting, as i was able to tick along MUCH faster than i had expected. With supernatural Foo sitting on my shoulder again, i kept my cadence higher than usual and concentrated on keeping a consistent sustainable effort, and was richly rewarded when i ("i" means the guy with a big backpack riding a steel 96 Apollo with triple cranks and MTB gearing at the back) blew past a bloke on a carbon Cervelo TT bike in his best skinsuit. An average of 34.2kmh between Coolum and Noosa (with one red light) is very acceptable indeed, especially on that bike. And then i opened the Noosa News to see that photo from the Crit filling some empty space between the classified ads for purebred Alaskan Malamutes and the ads on the back page. Which was cool, even if the caption described me as "pumping hard". Onwards and upwards (as it were). When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: I would write something here but i forgotFrom my understanding an integral part of getting old (along with complaining about the cost of EVERYTHING and driving everywhere at 30kmh with your left indicator on) is forgetting things. Being only 25 i've got to have that KOM well and truly sewn up, because i've forgotten a few things lately.
First of all, the results for the timed climb in the Tour de Tamborine, last year i managed 24:11 for 31st place, this year i took more than 2 and a half minutes off that, to 21:35 and 9th place The other thing was that i FINALLY adjusted my cleats before Monday night's ride. I've been meaning to shift them for ages, as i've been getting the feeling i had them too far forward. They still need a little fine tuning but it's definitely a big improvement, and hopefully it will reduce or completely fix the foot pain i've been having. It could also explain those 3 KOMs, i mean getting fitter and stroger is one thing but every wannabe racer knows that equipment is the be all and end all, which is why there were so many people at the Tour de Tamborine offsetting their saddle bags by running deep dish Zipps. When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
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That's priceless! The bike is nothing without a good engine. Your posts are are an inspiration. Trek Madone 4.5, Giant TCR Advanced SL3 ISP Di2 (the green machine)
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.lachy i saw the KOMS on your strava feed and was like ' FAR OUT ' mate you are killing it.
you love life. good work
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.im actually scared for my life
Re: Today is Thursday.Thanks guys
As mentioned above, today is thursday, and so i decided to join the morning bunch ride. Up at 3:30am (that part is never fun) to drive down to Noosa. Things started off pretty well, from Noosa to Black Mountain my legs were feeling ok, if a little stiff. Then up Black Mountain i got dropped like a sack of potatoes, i didn't feel like i could suck in enough air and my legs were AWOL. I was a bit surprised, especially given how well i had ridden earlier in the week but i managed to get back on to the group so no worries (and i probably can't expect my best after waking up that early). I let a little gap open up on the Cootharaba climb but got back on by the top, at which point i was promptly dropped on the descent, in spite of hitting nearly 80kmh. I need to get a cassette with an 11 tooth, 52-12 just isn't enough. All of which is just fine and dandy, as that part of the ride is only a warm up anyway. The real action starts when the 2 or 3 bunches join up at Boreen Point and head for Noosa. It goes a little like this, spin along the main road out of Boreen Point village, down a little hill, and then when you hit the flat instantly up the pace to 50+kmh and hold that til the finish Even though i know what's about to happen i have never been able to hang on, this morning with my improved form i was keen to see how it would go. I hopped on the bunch, they hit 50kmh and i held on, keeping my cadence up a bit and trying not to push too hard. Not pushing hard and 50kmh on the flat are of course 2 completely different things and before too long they had left me behind, but i kept pushing as fast a pace as i could maintain. And maintain it i did, about 4 times further than i have ever managed in the past, it was a wonderful feeling to just keep pushing and pushing, sitting on 38-40kmh. Eventually i had to sit up but still ticked along at a respectable speed. Strava now informs me that for the 17km segment from Boreen Point to Tewantin i averaged 37.4kmh, most of which was without anyone to draft, i'm absolutely delighted with that. And somehow even though i felt pretty below average on the climbs i've managed to place on a few, it'll be interesting to see what i can do when i'm feeling good. Maybe a little spin tomorrow on the Dawes just to move the legs about, then a rest on saturday before the Buderim 9. I'm a bit apprehensive about that one, 75km of ONLY straight up or straight down in less than 3 hrs will be VERY tough. Some of the climbs are well in excess of 25% so i might try to steal my brother's compact cranks. When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Well that hurt like hell.
Up at 2:58am (oh the humanity!), got my stuff together and headed up to Buderim to register for the 'challenging charity event', remember kiddies it's NOT A RACE!! It was then i realised i had forgotten the gel and extra water bottle As the eastern sky grew light.. ![]() we rolled down to Tanawha to line up at the start ('we' came to 148 all up and 'rolled' meant flying down Mons Road at 70+kmh) and at bang on 5am away we went. I sat in with the lead group up the first climb, and felt pretty good, not 'good' in the sense of doing any quick attacking, but 'good' as in being able to hold a solid pace for a good while, which i proceeded to do. I had actually been more concerned about the downhills than the climbs, as most of the roads up and down from Buderim are extremely steep, but it went just fine and dandy, i topped out at 88kmh somewhere along the way and the bike felt absolutely rock solid. The first few climbs and downhills zipped by, and before i knew it i had 35kms down. And then i hit a spot of bother. Until that point, the course had been well signed and marshalled, and i knew exactly where i was going. Then all of a sudden the clear signage and marshall direction disappeared completely and i ended up lost. I kept pushing hard to limit my losses and eventually found a marshall. Who had no idea where i needed to go. So i decided to just take my lead from the riders going past, get another climb done and ask the marshalls who would surely be at the top of the climb. They also had no idea what direction i should take. After another downhill i was faced with an intersection with no signs at all, but looking down the side street i could see a large group, so i gave chase. 2kms later i had caught them and asked a bloke "excuse me, which hill did you just come down?", to which he replied "we came along Karawatha Drive? Oh you're wearing a number, are you in a race?". This WASN'T happening. An about turn and away i charged again. Naturally i was furious, my legs felt great but they were being wasted. For a while i contemplated just riding back to my car and going home and bugger the lot of you, but soon decided to keep going and do what i could. Eventually my travels led me back to the registration point where i found one of the even organisers who could actually work out where i had been and where i needed to go. So now i knew i had only 2 climbs to go and plenty of time so i was revved up again. After a slightly sketchy downhill i ground my way up climb 8 (thinking that perhaps it would have been a good idea to take my brother's compact cranks) and headed down Mons Road to Tanawha again. Halfway down i came across a bloke wildly waving to slow down, and around the next corner, an ambulance, first aid car and a crumpled body on the side of the road. From what i've heard the bloke hit a cat's eye and lost it, he would have been doing at least 70 or 80kmh at that point, i really hope he wasn't too badly hurt. Naturally after that i wasn't too keen on continuing to push hard, which was good as that was the point my water ran out, and the single gummy bear i had been given by a marshall half an hour before was pretty well used up. I inched my way up the last climb (naturally, the steepest, barely rideable with a 39-28) and grovelled over the top, at which point i was passed by a bloke on a mountain bike (of which there were a surprising number, and some of them really honking along). Of course even in my state of advanced stuffage i couldn't stand by and let that happen so i hoisted my petticoats and gave chase. He knew immediately, and leaped out of the saddle to give it everything he had. We rocketed through the top of Buderim at 40+kmh, neither of us gaining much until about 150m from the finish i did my best Cavendish impersonation and got the green jersey. In the end it turns out i did miss one of the climbs, which is irritating but given how well i rode, the fact i covered the 75km it was supposed to be, and i was well within the time limit, to all intents i got the job done. The finish area ![]() Oppy was a bit tired and needed a lie down ![]() Op op op oppy malvern star! I was pretty knackered but after a good feed and a lie down i was still able to clear some lantana this afternoon A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Tomorrow i might skip the riding, just perhaps. I think that's a good idea. When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.That's pretty p*** poor organising on their behalf Idry.
Foo I don't suffer fools easily and so long as you have done your best,you should have no regrets.
Goal 6000km ![]()
Re: Getting the job done.While Australian's are by and large not overly religious, we do have some traditions we like to adhere to. Christmas Day is for over-eating and drinking, and Boxing Day is for doing sweet Fannie Adams as the saying goes.
But sometimes traditions need to take a back seat to other activities, and so it was that i hopped out of bed at 3:15 and on to my Malvern Star at 10 to 4 yesterday. Destination: Kilcoy. After having a look over the map i had worked it out as 100 kms each way, so it was going to be a solid ride. I ticked along down the coast at a moderate pace until i reached the Steve Irwin Way and caught up to a young bloke on a Look 695 with Di2. We had a bit of a chat (he was planning on about 4 hrs riding doing hills around Maleny) and then i decided to get back to work. He had been doing about 28kmh, myself about 32 so i imagined that was what we would go back to. Well, no, as it happened after a little while i heard the chirp of an electronic gearchange behind me and realised he was taking a draft. I'm not some snooty elitist who wants everyone to ask permission to suck the wheel of the great LDR but i don't like people drafting me as it means i have a responsibility to ride straighter and more consistently. So i thought i would show Mr Fancy French Bike and Electromological Doohickeys what was what and wound up to 40-42kmh for the next few k. Because i was pacing myself (thanks again Foo At which point i heard another "chirp". Rats. In due course he took a turn, then i took another, he turned off at Beerwah and we both thanked the other for the assistance. The remainder of the ride to Caboolture was fairly uneventful (until it started raining at km 75) and before long i turned on to the D'Aguilar Highway. I was well pleased with the road there, the surface was ok and the shoulder was nice and wide, though it was still very early and traffic was light. With my very limited knowledge of the area, i was of the understanding that the terrain between Caboolture and Kilcoy was flat as a pancake, so after passing through the pleasant little town of Wamuran (soon to be home to a new shopping centre called "Wam Central", i kid you not) I was surprised and not a little annoyed when the road started to go up. When i was presented with a sign indicating a 10% grade i swore out loud, and there was more cursing when i rounded the next corner to see a big climb ahead. Especially as it was still raining. Of course in the big scheme of things the 'big climb' was really just an anthill and i got over it just fine. The following towns of D'Aguilar and Woodford were as nice as Wamuran, and as Woodford was the last town before Kilcoy it was a significant milestone, as was crossing the Stanley River a little way outside the town. It wasn't long after Woodford that the flat open plains of my imagination were instead replaced with an endless sucession of ups and downs over wide gullys, with a dreadful road surface resembling black cobbles to boot. So it was with great relief that i rolled in to Kilcoy a bit after 8am with 130km down, and i made straight for the servo for a wholesome, nutritious meal. ![]() (there's a seafood stick hiding behind that chiko roll as well) Suitably refuelled i set off for home, without any rain falling! After having had such a large meal i took it easy for a while, but ended up getting a stitch anyway which stuck with me until i was back on the coast. I felt pretty average as i inched my way up and over the hills out of Kilcoy but i gradually improved to the point that i averaged 34.5kmh between Wamuran and Caboolture. From Caboolture up through the Glass House Mountains i struggled again, but pushed through and in due course my body seemed to find a rhythm it was happy with, to my delight that rhythm was on the good side of 30kmh. By the time i reached Caloundra i was running really well, and going up Nicklin Way i was absolutely flying, sitting on 36-38kmh no worries. I kept it up through Maroochy, and coming along Bradman Avenue i had a race with a car (one of those moments when you keep pace with a car, they look over and smile, speed up a little, you speed up a little, they laugh, and so on until either the rider runs out of steam or the car runs out of road) and got up to 52kmh! Amazing. I eventually got back to base with 261.2kms down, 1,822m of climbing, and a moving average of 31.5kmh! I'm stoked i made the distance but absolutely stunned to have got that average speed, my body is really starting to respond to the whip I've mentioned before what an extraordinary woman my fiancee is, but she really confirmed it yesterday. When i got home after nearly 9 and a half hours, she met me at the door with a huge grin, asking me how i went. Then she made me a protein shake, and as i stood in the kitchen drinking that and regaining my composure she noticed my forehead was quite sweaty and grabbed a hand towel to wipe it off. She is the most exceptional support i could hope for. After a little lie down it was off to Noosa to give Christmas pressies to her mum and dad, then off to a restaurant for a well earned parma. Today my riding was limited to a kilometre or so getting groceries but my legs feel pretty reasonable, and i haven't had any cramping. Tomorrow morning i should be out on the Dawes before work, then maybe an hour or two in the evening followed by a nice big weekend As far as big rides go, i'm thinking i will do another 200-250k ride within a month, then maybe another slightly longer one, and then Coolum to Kingaroy and back, which should come to around 450kms. Now that will take some hard pumping. When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Good effort there Idry but I will warn you. If you doing that ride it gets hillier and no shoulder after Kilcoy but Blackbutt Range has reopened and is resurfaced and there is plenty of trucks using it.
Foo I don't suffer fools easily and so long as you have done your best,you should have no regrets.
Goal 6000km ![]()
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Major ride, what a gun. goals for 2013?
Re: It's my thread and i'll cry if i want to.So good news and bad news, the bad news i'll get out of the way first.
Last night i was going to go for a bit of a wander while stef was at work, took the wheels out of the car boot and one valve stem has split right at the base for no reason. This morning i set out to go from Coolum to Bli Bli, through to Yandina, then back via Mt Ninderry. I got to Dunethin Rock before my crank arm came loose, how that happened i don't know as i was VERY particular when i installed it, but then i suppose it has done a good thousand or two k since. Stef, glorious creature that she is, picked me up so i was able to get myself to work on time, whereupon some vile cretin saw fit to heap abuse on me for absolutely no reason. And then i checked my emails and found i had lost 2 KOMs. Bloody hell. But then to the good news, i stripped the Oppy down this arvo, sorted the cranks out, adjusted the headset, got the chain PERFECTLY clean (i was very pleased with that) and managed 64k feeling very good indeed. I didn't get my KOMs back, but i did come very close, and improved on my previous efforts. And so it's time to look back on the year that was, i rode 7,727km, lost 7kgs (from 87kgs down to 79.8 this morning), rode 200k for the first time, rode 250k for the first time, rode my first crit, ticked off my new year's resolution of riding over Kiel Mountain, Razorback, Bald Knob and Obi Obi in one ride, rode up to O'Reilly's (to my knowledge, the biggest climb in Queensland), made big improvements to my times for the Noosa Century, GC100 and Tour de Tamborine. I lost another tooth, got my first carbon fibre bike, restored 10 bikes (or was it 11?) and not least of all, got engaged! It's been an absolutely extraordinary year, and it's been my pleasure to be able to share it with you all. My most heartfelt thanks for all your interest, advice and good wishes throughout the year, and i hope the next year of rambling is as entertaining, if not more so. Be awesome to each other When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Lockie, You're the man.
Looking forward to more of your travels next year and - maybe - one less KOM's. Damn, if you're real lucky, I might even venture out onto the crit track with you sometime next year. Remember, some OFIL's can't remember how old they really are. Cheers Mal Unless you are at the front of the pack the view's the same.
Re: A year in the life of a wannabe racer.Hahaha, it would be great to see you out there mate, and as for that KOM, i reckon i could have that under the minute by the end of this year
Foo, i'll definitely be going for a bit of a roadtrip out that way before riding, just so i know what the hills are like. Riding country roads with no shoulder and crummy surfaces is second nature for me so no worries there. zakka, the only goals i have in mind at the moment are 15,000km or more for the year, 500k in one ride and to win at least one race. There will definitely be more targets, i will commit them all to paper tonight, ready for me to start a new thread in the next couple of days When man invented the bicycle he reached the peak of his attainments- Elizabeth West.
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