Join Date: Jan 2009
Bikes: More than 1, but, less than S-1
Mrs. Fred has asked that I take a break for the "serious" training for a couple months. Not riding, just 5 hour Saturdays and 12+ hr weeks. Not to worry though, we're heading to OZ for Christmas and going to cycle a bit of the Great Ocean Road along with another couple and I'll probably do a 110km race in late January (Tour de Ranges).
Between now and a few months from now I plan to put a plan together that should see me achieve <5:00 next November. My weakness was and continues to be climbing speed. So, watts/kg is king. To that end I would like to loose another 5-10 kg below my low point of 115kg. I'm about 117 at the moment. Gasp, a "slip", I know, but, I'm not calling it a "failure" when the gain occured in the last few weeks before achieving my cycling goal:-) In addition to the weight loss, I figure if I can increase my power by about 10% I'll have the speed I need. Then it will be a matter of increasing my endurance at those sort of figures. So I don't start cramping at the 60th km, like I did on Saturday.
I can tell you, 93km of crap management is not a lot of fun. But, I also established a new base line/bar height with regard to cycling with such an elavated heart rate for so long in those first 60k.
Thankfully I didn't suffer any mechanicals or serious health issues. But, two guys suffered flats while immediately alongside me in groups during the day. One poor guy was on carbon rims. I can report the sound of carbon on chipseal at 40+kph is an expensive and gut wrenching one. The scariest moment occured when someone at the front and in the middle of a group went down. To the best of my knowledge, we all missed him. As the group parted like the Red Sea around him I ended up forced off into the gravel. I stayed up and regained the pavement, but, the sudden tension and change in motion caused me to go into cramp that required stopping to alieve and I lost contact with that group.
There were a few other accidents that I saw during the day. But, nothing that appeared too serious.
Mrs. Fred also had a blast completing her 80km relay leg quicker than she anticipated, helping her team to 11th amongst the women. Way to go honeys!
Birth Certificate, Passport, Marriage License Driver's License and Residency Permit all say I'm a Fred. I guess there's no denying it.