i rode relatively quickly when i commuted for 2 reasons:
2) to at least try to keep up a decent speed for the traffic behind me
Fact is that all my cycling life, I've been a rabbit dog. I can't resist chasing down and catching riders I see in the distance. It isn't about winning, it's about catching up, meeting people and maybe enjoying good conversations for a while.
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WARNING, I'm from New York. Thin skinned people should maintain safe distance.
willingness to buy new bikes and bike parts.
willingness to leave marks on pavement or grind dirt into your flesh.
a tolerance for heated arguments about your sport/hobby with your better half.
being able to hang out and drink beer with people that you wanted to pound into the pavement a little while ago.
PS: the purpose of stating the obvious was to illustrate how passing another commuter on your way to work/home is *not* racing.
Last edited by spare_wheel; 11-24-13 at 05:02 PM.
I do like to compare myself to other cyclist (i.e., "race"). I never blow by them; I want to see if they are interested so I go slowly pass them and give them a nod. And if I see them behind in my mirror I slow down some until the catch up and then we "race". Harmless fun and a good motivator. Although it sucks when I'm feeling in the dumps from previous exertions, then I just gotta throw in the towel.
"The aim of science is to make difficult things understandable in a simpler way; the aim of poetry is to state simple things in an incomprehensible way. The two are incompatible."
-- Paul Dirac
My "game" is simply getting to work and back safely. I'm not slow, but then again, I try to avoid risky maneuvers just to save a little time.
Last edited by jeffpoulin; 11-25-13 at 11:50 AM.
I don't think of it as a race, but I do typically set a pretty fast pace and will pass people (when safe) if they are slower then my pace. I have learned sometimes I will pass someone only to get passed back, either as they are faster climbers or a part where I tend to be slower. I have learned to try not to pass people in these areas where I think they may pass me back quickly. I prefer to challenge myself, such as improving my speed/time on on of the climbs on my route, and I do like to get to/from work quickly most days. Other days or parts of the ride I might decide to take it easy.
When I do get passed, I will sometimes try to see if I can hold pace with them for a bit (but not pass them). Its more of a challenge to see if I can hang.
The only times I am really annoyed being passed are 1) when its by someone with electronic assist, and they buzz uphill without breaking a sweat as I am working my tail off. 2) when someone passes me only to slow down below my pace right after passing me
Yes, funny thing about "The Race" . . . When I see a cyclist that I'm closing on my first thought (usually) is, "This is not a race, no need to catch that guy (or girl)."
At the same time, another part of me must want to "race" a bit, since I find myself speeding up a bit . . . and usually it's no problem closing and catching the other rider. Sometimes I try at conversation, but that's limited since I don't speak Spanish. Other times I just give it an "on your left" and keep going.
My best feeling was when one young guy on a mountain bike (who I passed but who subsequently caught me at a light) accused me having electric assist! Human powered buddy!
Rick / OCRR
When i first started riding to work i was sort of against the whole racing mentality, maybe it was because i was slow at first?
Then one day on the way to work a guy buzzed me, didn't even yell on your left, nothing. So i chased him down..... this guy ran every light and though it was probably stupid at the time i followed suite. Caught up with him, yelled on your left, and he let out a yell as i passed. I guess he was wearing headphones and i scared the crap out of him because he thought i was probably long gone. I shifted into overdrive after i passed him and put a good two blocks distance between us.
In my experience, the racing mindset is a set of questions:
How big is the field?
How many teammates do I have today?
Who does the course favor/who is riding well lately? Am I the lead out guy? The sprinter? Am I chasing breaks or sitting in?
What other teams are racing today?
Who is likely to force a break? Who can we not afford to let get into a break?
Who is likely to sit in and wait for a sprint?
What other teams can I work with?
How is the wind today? Where are the crosswind sections?
How are the hills? How are the descents? Are there corners or wooded sections where a break could get out of sight?
Where is the feed zone? Did I bring enough bottles?
Is there neutral service or do I need to put spare wheels in the pit/follow truck?
Did I bring the right wheels?
What does the last 1000m look like? Last 100? Is there a landmark I can use to judge it?
Did I use enough safety pins on my number?
Do I have enough time before the whistle to hit the portapotty one more time?
Strangely enough, I don't think I have ever asked myself any of these questions on the commute. Well, maybe the wind one.
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