Another year rolls by and so do the numbers. Went a bit over the top this year but had some great rides, importantly with some great mates. Might have been a bit excessive tackling the entire 521km Murray to Moyne (18.5 hrs ride) in April but it was made achieveable with incredible team suuport, particularly Ayto, Chris, Fee, Meags and my long time bike buddy Cougs.
A great year for bunches too, 17 Lake group rides, 26 with the hospital bunch, 29 circuits with the Library lads, 47 laps with the OC's, 56 recovery loops, 94 rides with the Couldabeens and 98 tours with the P&W's (complete with a million laughs!) 62 solo toaster circuits sorted the psychiatry, 7 Vets races and a Fruitloop added variety too. Rain prevented 14 rides, got wet on 6.
Expenditure was 10 tyres, 8 tubes, 3 chains, a bottom bracket (and headstem) bearing set and new 12, 13 & 14 tooth sprockets. (The little chainring remains untouched)
In all 22,198 kilometres, 426km/week (that's Shepparton to Bishkek [Kyrqyzstan] and back or round Australia clockwise via Highway 1......and around again to Mount Isa) Average speed 32.8.
Consumed 819,106 calories or 693 watts (7,000 Weetbix, 50kg sugar with 437 litres of milk - low fat of course!)
The numbers mean nothing really, it's the mates that really count. Those improving in leaps and bounds, the green apprentices, those who just keep on trying their best. Knit that with good smooth teamwork and watching out for each other, you only need to stay upright!
Now for 2012............................
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Week 52
16 keen to start Christmas eve with an OC circuit, a pleasant (and long overdue) 18 degrees making the decision easy. The regular legends rolled in full of Christmas cheer (or full of something!) only a light ESE breeze to contend with. Graeme set a very early pit stop with a puncture less than 100 metres from the start, Nev quick on the spanners and levers to repair post haste. A good roll out Mitchell Rd (even the Cats had the Christmas spirit holding formation) A few reminders from the back of our bunch formed a proper echelon for the breeze in Boundary Rd, now swung from the northheast slowly gaining strength. Cougs suggested poking Nev to see if he was awake, but most were working time and a half up front. Good yarns with Hoffy, Dave and JB. Noticed the Bo and Vince rollover ramps up the speed by 15%, might need an octopus strap if these two pair up again. Good to have a bonded team today, a bit more care in smoothing out the starts & stops. Nev idled along Wanganui at 40 (i almost burst a gasket to stay level) so was pleased to let the gunners go, turning into Rudd. Finished well with the Norm, Chris & Cougs team, Nev taking line honours with Daniel san a fine second (Bo scouring his volumes for excuses i think.) Great yuletide banter over a caffine fix. Hard to leave after, could have sat for hours.
Santa must have been noisy (eyes opened at 5.30am) but he didnt leave any carbon fibre goodies under my tree on the big day. No hope of sleeping in when the grey cells turn on, so breakfast and kit up for a lap before the forecast rain arrives. Set off on a toaster loop with Thievery Corp & Abel Tesfaye for company on the i- pod (the awesome Ayto, often a starter on the xmas day divorcee ride, was deservedly resting after a 180k hit in the hills yesterday) Looming dark blue clouds in the west spelled dampness, but when, was the question. A south easterly had swung to north-northwest making sure i had no tailwind to enjoy for any of the toaster loop. Pressed on down Boundary reeling in and passing another rider (plodding slowly) and catching young Abbey near Euroa Rd just as a few drops fell. A very large tree was down and out across the road a bit before Archer, the constabulary minding it with reds and blues flashing. Abbeys' dry ride home in her boyfriends car had arrived, i shortcut down Archer but got drenched anyway, a merry Christmas with socks soggy and a wet arse. Pleased with a 33.7 in the conditions though. Oh well, the bike got a good clean, i got warmed in the shower then cocopops and raisin toast as my 2nd course Christmas breakfast treat.
No takers on Boxing day to ride, so a solo Couldabeens lap in 20 degree comfort was on the agenda. Lots of kamikaze insects swarming about in town (finding their way into one's orifices, but hardly a car about. The northerly wreaked revenge in Mitchell Rd tossing wheels off course, only one rider anti-clockwise on the circuit. Fair amount of headwind torment for the final 4 k's of Raftery but 33.6 was ok with the wind factor. The favorite coffee haunts were closed for the public holiday so it was the Scottish restaurant for vienna and raisin toast (a half baked comparison to Adams skills at the Butterfactory) .
Guilt over turkey and pudding excesses brought out a few for the Couldabeens effort on Tuesday morning. Trev, Jason, Glenn (times two), Graham, Rocket, Daniel and Chris rolled out Channel, picking up Nathan & Laura half way out. A Boundary-Ford-Wanganui was optioned (the ssw @ 22 may have influenced Trev's suggestion) but sensibly paced for those carrying a few of Christmas's kilos. The rocket unaffected by drag co-efficient held off Daniel to claim honours at the Rudd Rd chequered flag, Nathan saving legs for the track tomorrow handed me third. All retired to the Lemontree for coffee, tall stories and true in good supply. The pursuit of an annual goal dragged my motivation on another lap at 8 , at last going with the wind rather than against it (well, for Boundary Rd anyway) Caught Ken with 7 other cruisers on a gentle amble at the top of Mitchell, so rolled leisurely with them to the Butterfactory, taking in scrambled eggs with more caffine. 70 clicks in the bank.
Procrastinated Tuesday arvo with a tough s-ssw wind, but sucummed and rolled to the hospital boom gate at 6 to see who'd survived Christmas. Only Dave, Gav and John A were brave, so we set off promising each other a sensible lap without heroics. Steve joined us in Verney Rd, the Eggman out near the kennels enrolled too. (we needed a big engine for the headwind) All considerate and chatty, but tough work to be done heading south into 30-44km/h torture. Young John was clearly unfazed at 32km/h , i was hanging out for the next roll (way too long later). We passed Gazza just beyond Channel Rd, he held on for a tow but dropped 2 k's down. A bit easier turning westward but John had a 35k rate set to match. Much relief a few kilometers later to have some rest with a rotation. No sprint at the end just a good group finish to cap off a solid lap. 42 k's bagged (even closer to the goal now).
Little mate Cougs is off on well deserved holidays, Norm & Chris apologies too; nearly turned marshmallow and had a sleep in, but the addiction kicked in dragging me out at 5.30. Considered attempting to hold onto Rockets' wheel for his anti-clockwise Wednesday group loop but doubted there'd be starters. (turns out he'd escaped to the Test match anyway) Spied Rhino heading to the P&W's so rolled up to SPC where just he and i waited.........and waited. No others fronting (Benalla Tri yesterday a good reason) so just a pair to tackle the southerly blowing at 24 -33 kays. Rhino had his Sydney Marathon legs well sorted for the push (was he at his limit or just diplomatically holding my speed?, one wouldn't know; the great poker face gave nothing away) Much relief turning out of the headwind into Mitchell Rd, but the wind was now shoving us sideways. A few looks back identified a dozen Cats a kilometer or so behind. Legs had turned like Gumby's (kids of the late 60's might remember) but i was in good hands, Krakey's no killer. Very satisfying rolling through the Raftery bridge with 33.5 logged, Cats flogged and train bogged (at the station) The poor old BM clocked up 22k for the year on the way home, deserves a little treat to endure me that much.
Thursday morning i'd intercepted Graeme coming in from Mooroopna on the way to a Couldabeens get-together. No Matty (on a solo attempt to banish Santas waistline syndrome) but good to see Leon, Ryan, Bo & Kel and even Gav emerge from festive retirement. Even without Vince or Steve, Bo was keen to up the ante with whoever came up front. I thought Boundary's headwind (de rigeur) may have induced a reduction of pace but Rocket was eager to burn some of yesterdays carbo loading at the cricket. Was informed Rabbit had tacked on in Mitchell Rd as I sided with Graham for the lead duties but had unwittingly burnt him half a k later (sorry mate!) tucking in behind to hand the shift to Trev. Mick rolled past (after a breather?) beyond the Mitchell chicane but the team held ranks (nobody up for torture i guess). Endorphins and adrenalin in abundance beyond Arcadia Downs, up in the high fourties (aided by the wind at our backs) I should have known better than to hit the gas with 200 to go with Rocket and Bo preying behind (should have packed a JATO to be sure) 'cause 58 aint enough to capitalise the front with the Rocket's kick. Bo had glued to his wheel for 2nd, this wannabe Renshaw (maybe a jurassic homebrand version) satisfied with 3rd. 35.2 average got us all over the railway line before the train.
Just 8 at the Library Thursday night. The ever present wind (from the south west) was varying from 26 to 39 to make the homeward legs go jelly like. A few reminders needed to have some leaders move up the road to protect those behind from the elements. A friendly group though, joined by Gools and Gav near the piggery (the aroma thick enough to photograph on a warm afternoon!) Dave was doing it tough into the wind, but then anyone else carrying those injuries would be sooking in bed. One tough lad. Our Queensland visitor was showing signs of buckling too but thanks to the smoothness that is Gools on the front, all survived to turn westward, homeward. Gav's had a good tune-up, a difficult boy to stay with when he's in the drivers seat. Copious relief from the wind when turning into Raftery upped the tempo at the cost of dropping our Queenslander and a kay later, Dave. Down to 6 doing turns for the remainder, i got lucky at the 150 mark to attack successfully, a 58 max relegating Gav to 2nd and Danny 3rd. Halted at the Raftery bridge to gather up Dave and roll back into town. Pondered possible dinner recipes to replace calories burnt. A low flying duck would have done nicely!
Great to enjoy a recovery ride Friday with my little buddy back from holiday. Still a bit fresh but a delight to have the breeze behind for a change. A cheery greeting from the P&W's in two neat rows, mainly a mumble from the Cats a km later (Area 51 lurking on the back, about to cause mayhem) and the rebel alliance cemetary group another k back with a cheeky g'day from Nev. Good to witness, greatful to miss. A steady smooth lap void on headwind struggle most beneficial to tired legs and a fitting end to the week and almost the year.
Week 52 471km 17,379 calories ( 7 fruit mince pies, 8 shortbread biscuits, 2kg of roast turkey, 20 thick slices of baked ham, 10 large roast potatoes, 2kg of baked pumpkin, 8 roast carrots, 4 heads of brocolli, 2kg steamed beans, 2 litres of red wine, 1kg of plum pudding with 1.2 litres of custard and 6 scoops of ice cream and, of course, just one wafer thin chocolate mint!) Funny, i reckon we all had nearly that for Christmas lunch! 33.1 average.
No quote this week, just a big genuine thanks to all for a year of fantastic rides (all upright too) and really great fellowship.
A special 2011 review next post.
Santa must have been noisy (eyes opened at 5.30am) but he didnt leave any carbon fibre goodies under my tree on the big day. No hope of sleeping in when the grey cells turn on, so breakfast and kit up for a lap before the forecast rain arrives. Set off on a toaster loop with Thievery Corp & Abel Tesfaye for company on the i- pod (the awesome Ayto, often a starter on the xmas day divorcee ride, was deservedly resting after a 180k hit in the hills yesterday) Looming dark blue clouds in the west spelled dampness, but when, was the question. A south easterly had swung to north-northwest making sure i had no tailwind to enjoy for any of the toaster loop. Pressed on down Boundary reeling in and passing another rider (plodding slowly) and catching young Abbey near Euroa Rd just as a few drops fell. A very large tree was down and out across the road a bit before Archer, the constabulary minding it with reds and blues flashing. Abbeys' dry ride home in her boyfriends car had arrived, i shortcut down Archer but got drenched anyway, a merry Christmas with socks soggy and a wet arse. Pleased with a 33.7 in the conditions though. Oh well, the bike got a good clean, i got warmed in the shower then cocopops and raisin toast as my 2nd course Christmas breakfast treat.
No takers on Boxing day to ride, so a solo Couldabeens lap in 20 degree comfort was on the agenda. Lots of kamikaze insects swarming about in town (finding their way into one's orifices, but hardly a car about. The northerly wreaked revenge in Mitchell Rd tossing wheels off course, only one rider anti-clockwise on the circuit. Fair amount of headwind torment for the final 4 k's of Raftery but 33.6 was ok with the wind factor. The favorite coffee haunts were closed for the public holiday so it was the Scottish restaurant for vienna and raisin toast (a half baked comparison to Adams skills at the Butterfactory) .
Guilt over turkey and pudding excesses brought out a few for the Couldabeens effort on Tuesday morning. Trev, Jason, Glenn (times two), Graham, Rocket, Daniel and Chris rolled out Channel, picking up Nathan & Laura half way out. A Boundary-Ford-Wanganui was optioned (the ssw @ 22 may have influenced Trev's suggestion) but sensibly paced for those carrying a few of Christmas's kilos. The rocket unaffected by drag co-efficient held off Daniel to claim honours at the Rudd Rd chequered flag, Nathan saving legs for the track tomorrow handed me third. All retired to the Lemontree for coffee, tall stories and true in good supply. The pursuit of an annual goal dragged my motivation on another lap at 8 , at last going with the wind rather than against it (well, for Boundary Rd anyway) Caught Ken with 7 other cruisers on a gentle amble at the top of Mitchell, so rolled leisurely with them to the Butterfactory, taking in scrambled eggs with more caffine. 70 clicks in the bank.
Procrastinated Tuesday arvo with a tough s-ssw wind, but sucummed and rolled to the hospital boom gate at 6 to see who'd survived Christmas. Only Dave, Gav and John A were brave, so we set off promising each other a sensible lap without heroics. Steve joined us in Verney Rd, the Eggman out near the kennels enrolled too. (we needed a big engine for the headwind) All considerate and chatty, but tough work to be done heading south into 30-44km/h torture. Young John was clearly unfazed at 32km/h , i was hanging out for the next roll (way too long later). We passed Gazza just beyond Channel Rd, he held on for a tow but dropped 2 k's down. A bit easier turning westward but John had a 35k rate set to match. Much relief a few kilometers later to have some rest with a rotation. No sprint at the end just a good group finish to cap off a solid lap. 42 k's bagged (even closer to the goal now).
Little mate Cougs is off on well deserved holidays, Norm & Chris apologies too; nearly turned marshmallow and had a sleep in, but the addiction kicked in dragging me out at 5.30. Considered attempting to hold onto Rockets' wheel for his anti-clockwise Wednesday group loop but doubted there'd be starters. (turns out he'd escaped to the Test match anyway) Spied Rhino heading to the P&W's so rolled up to SPC where just he and i waited.........and waited. No others fronting (Benalla Tri yesterday a good reason) so just a pair to tackle the southerly blowing at 24 -33 kays. Rhino had his Sydney Marathon legs well sorted for the push (was he at his limit or just diplomatically holding my speed?, one wouldn't know; the great poker face gave nothing away) Much relief turning out of the headwind into Mitchell Rd, but the wind was now shoving us sideways. A few looks back identified a dozen Cats a kilometer or so behind. Legs had turned like Gumby's (kids of the late 60's might remember) but i was in good hands, Krakey's no killer. Very satisfying rolling through the Raftery bridge with 33.5 logged, Cats flogged and train bogged (at the station) The poor old BM clocked up 22k for the year on the way home, deserves a little treat to endure me that much.
Thursday morning i'd intercepted Graeme coming in from Mooroopna on the way to a Couldabeens get-together. No Matty (on a solo attempt to banish Santas waistline syndrome) but good to see Leon, Ryan, Bo & Kel and even Gav emerge from festive retirement. Even without Vince or Steve, Bo was keen to up the ante with whoever came up front. I thought Boundary's headwind (de rigeur) may have induced a reduction of pace but Rocket was eager to burn some of yesterdays carbo loading at the cricket. Was informed Rabbit had tacked on in Mitchell Rd as I sided with Graham for the lead duties but had unwittingly burnt him half a k later (sorry mate!) tucking in behind to hand the shift to Trev. Mick rolled past (after a breather?) beyond the Mitchell chicane but the team held ranks (nobody up for torture i guess). Endorphins and adrenalin in abundance beyond Arcadia Downs, up in the high fourties (aided by the wind at our backs) I should have known better than to hit the gas with 200 to go with Rocket and Bo preying behind (should have packed a JATO to be sure) 'cause 58 aint enough to capitalise the front with the Rocket's kick. Bo had glued to his wheel for 2nd, this wannabe Renshaw (maybe a jurassic homebrand version) satisfied with 3rd. 35.2 average got us all over the railway line before the train.
Just 8 at the Library Thursday night. The ever present wind (from the south west) was varying from 26 to 39 to make the homeward legs go jelly like. A few reminders needed to have some leaders move up the road to protect those behind from the elements. A friendly group though, joined by Gools and Gav near the piggery (the aroma thick enough to photograph on a warm afternoon!) Dave was doing it tough into the wind, but then anyone else carrying those injuries would be sooking in bed. One tough lad. Our Queensland visitor was showing signs of buckling too but thanks to the smoothness that is Gools on the front, all survived to turn westward, homeward. Gav's had a good tune-up, a difficult boy to stay with when he's in the drivers seat. Copious relief from the wind when turning into Raftery upped the tempo at the cost of dropping our Queenslander and a kay later, Dave. Down to 6 doing turns for the remainder, i got lucky at the 150 mark to attack successfully, a 58 max relegating Gav to 2nd and Danny 3rd. Halted at the Raftery bridge to gather up Dave and roll back into town. Pondered possible dinner recipes to replace calories burnt. A low flying duck would have done nicely!
Great to enjoy a recovery ride Friday with my little buddy back from holiday. Still a bit fresh but a delight to have the breeze behind for a change. A cheery greeting from the P&W's in two neat rows, mainly a mumble from the Cats a km later (Area 51 lurking on the back, about to cause mayhem) and the rebel alliance cemetary group another k back with a cheeky g'day from Nev. Good to witness, greatful to miss. A steady smooth lap void on headwind struggle most beneficial to tired legs and a fitting end to the week and almost the year.
Week 52 471km 17,379 calories ( 7 fruit mince pies, 8 shortbread biscuits, 2kg of roast turkey, 20 thick slices of baked ham, 10 large roast potatoes, 2kg of baked pumpkin, 8 roast carrots, 4 heads of brocolli, 2kg steamed beans, 2 litres of red wine, 1kg of plum pudding with 1.2 litres of custard and 6 scoops of ice cream and, of course, just one wafer thin chocolate mint!) Funny, i reckon we all had nearly that for Christmas lunch! 33.1 average.
No quote this week, just a big genuine thanks to all for a year of fantastic rides (all upright too) and really great fellowship.
A special 2011 review next post.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Week 51
On the home stretch now, not much left of the year. Quite a balmy 17 degree start for Saturdays OC cruise, good to join the crew of 15 for a lap with some verbal intercouse. (Noticed the puddytats were strung out across Mitchell Rd in several bunches, lots of speed served up at the Pine Lodge pub I'm told.) An echelon was organised for Boundary Roads' northeast wind, lots happy to tuck in out of the breeze. A collective sigh of relief turning into Ford Rd, Bo, Daniel, Ryan & Nev primed for the 40's pace homeward and eastward. The hit-out after Numurkah Rd didn't give many a chance for all to get across together, but i was happy to group with a few for the push home. Nev took the chocolates, Bo relegated to bridesmaid again. As is customary, an enjoyable yarn and coffee followed.
Off the bike on Sunday, but helped out at the 250/8/2 Tri. Witnessed Goose & Greeny having a good dip in friendly rivalry, Danny cranking his new Felt TT well, Stace & Hayles proving to be quick chicks on their feet too!
Rolled up to SPC on Monday but seems the locker lads had put the usual P&W spirit & teamwork on hold for a suffer session. Better to let them burn up some testosterone, so paired with Cougs for a steady circuit. Mild again at 17 degrees, bike grubby from last nights rain, but an enjoyable 30k's @ 32.5 in the bank. A new set of brake pads as a Christmas present for the bike, better than grinding the Cosmics thin.
Good Couldabeens attendance again on Tuesday. Newbie Nick hung onto 15 for the circuit, great to have Tim back again (but where is Matt?) A fairly brisk ride out Channel Rd and into a light southerly, sure enough the Bart & Rabbit roadshow was ahead today dangling the carrot. Teamwork prevailed, though there were some tired legs in Mitchell Rd. Norm, the two Tims and Nick were getting hungry for horsepower (but by the time i assumed the tow truck role, Norm was well off the back) No further victims, we grouped together for a conrod straight finish with 35.5 recorded, Chris scoring an excellent 2nd behind Rob who's cemented his podium finishes.
Tuesday night was another windswept torture test, southerlys howling from 32 to 43 km/h sent to test the resolve. 16 rolled off from the hospital in a mild 22 degrees. The detestable twirp with a litanous streak posed his cocky presence again, but all ignored him and was quickly OTA less than a km later. Back to a great group with a few variations of speed (must buy Nathan a speedo for Christmas so he can read the punishment he deals out!) but a very chatty & friendly ride, Graham welcomed back from drilling duties in 2 states, Gools and Brendan hooking on in Ford Rd. Anything southbound was painful, leveling with Jamie at 34 was hard yakka. Danny hit out solo on the new TT Felt, but by the time Melbourne Rd had been reached we'd reeled him back in, though a few were perishing by then. Gools was firing on all cylinders in Raftery Rd, lots prepared to have a turn at the pointy end. Had the box seat behind Jamie with 250 left and hit hard to the front, but 59km/h is just not enough to keep young Nathan at bay. No shame in second to a young fella (but it took about a k to get the heart rate down!) 34.3 a good result for 50k's.
The annual P&W Christmas ride for Wednesday, nearly all tinselled up for a quiet and very friendly circuit (down the original Channel Rd route) with appropriate refreshments after. Griffo with flashing red nose, Choppy with baubels dangling from handlebars and seat, Fee in a Santa sack, Cougs in Mr Cringle's attire.....a proper celebration and heaps of laughs (especially after a couple of champagnes at 6.30am!) A great breakfast at Friars after, Ayto awarding the golden sledge to Blighty for outstanding services to sarcasm through the year.
Thursday morning was another chrissy extravaganza, 20 Couldabeens showing the Christmas spirit. Steve in a full Santa kit mut have lost 3 kg in sweat, Kel in the elf suit, Ryan with flashing Christmas tree lights on the Janis, Cougs in santas little helper kit, Vince sporting reindeer antlers. A festive spirit to the ride with the pace pegged back a little. Great to have Matt back, Norm was back to former form, another new recruit Jason along too. A lot of Christmas and holiday chat around the loop, even had Col hook on for a tow home. Turning into Conrod, Gav launched a super slo-mo break, plenty joining in if only to gain an insight on how Rob crucifies us all. A 34.1 average, letting the train through first for a rare change.
The familiar bunch assembled at the library Thursday night, a humid 30 degrees with a medium west-southwest. The Boulevard had been re-sealed so a new course was set via Knight St and Hawdon / Verney to avoid riding on marbles. A little jockeying for position saw me draw a short straw with Deano. No drama heading out to the emu, but the Cannondale went off like a cannon into the wind. Couldnt match Robbo's 40km/h , but held 38 till back-up arrived at the church. By the toaster i'd regained heart rate control and could breathe again. We'd turned into Boundary Rd when Steve was noticed some way back attempting to catch on. A brief ease of speed and a good tow from Dean & Chris saw a re-assembly to proceed. Mitch appropriately appeared in Mitchell (road that is) and it was full steam ahead at Raftery for the finish. Legs were complaining in the high 40's with a kilometer to go so didn't contest the finish (but rolled through a sixth anyway) Thoughts were set on a cold drink and dinner, 35.2 for the 50k done and dusted.
Team spirit was back with the P&W's Friday morning. The FAG's had been let out of their cage early and rolled past, our crew departing at the usual time with HWK and Minto escorting us out of town. A touch of an easterly made duties at the front hard on my jellied legs, thankfully Princess wasn't keen on a hot tempo either. Great quick chick presence with Fee, Stace, Cougs and Meags along, Ryno, Scotty and Sosso completing the boy section. At Melbourne Rd Area 51 flew past (a bold move, scaring the solitary rider oncoming s*#tless) with Deano, Nev, Chris and Mitch amongst the pack. (Team Cervelo's Brett L took honours of course) The collective decision to make it a P&W ladies day saw us steadily build up speed in Raftery Rd, good team rolls into Conrod and a great burst at the finish from Cougs to grab the win as an early Christmas present. Its a great ride when everyone can have a go and to finish as we start...together. 35.7 a great end to the week.
Week 51 379km 13985 calories ( 14.3 family sized packs of chips) 34.4 average
"Adversity causes some to break, others to break records" William Arthur Ward
Off the bike on Sunday, but helped out at the 250/8/2 Tri. Witnessed Goose & Greeny having a good dip in friendly rivalry, Danny cranking his new Felt TT well, Stace & Hayles proving to be quick chicks on their feet too!
Rolled up to SPC on Monday but seems the locker lads had put the usual P&W spirit & teamwork on hold for a suffer session. Better to let them burn up some testosterone, so paired with Cougs for a steady circuit. Mild again at 17 degrees, bike grubby from last nights rain, but an enjoyable 30k's @ 32.5 in the bank. A new set of brake pads as a Christmas present for the bike, better than grinding the Cosmics thin.
Good Couldabeens attendance again on Tuesday. Newbie Nick hung onto 15 for the circuit, great to have Tim back again (but where is Matt?) A fairly brisk ride out Channel Rd and into a light southerly, sure enough the Bart & Rabbit roadshow was ahead today dangling the carrot. Teamwork prevailed, though there were some tired legs in Mitchell Rd. Norm, the two Tims and Nick were getting hungry for horsepower (but by the time i assumed the tow truck role, Norm was well off the back) No further victims, we grouped together for a conrod straight finish with 35.5 recorded, Chris scoring an excellent 2nd behind Rob who's cemented his podium finishes.
Tuesday night was another windswept torture test, southerlys howling from 32 to 43 km/h sent to test the resolve. 16 rolled off from the hospital in a mild 22 degrees. The detestable twirp with a litanous streak posed his cocky presence again, but all ignored him and was quickly OTA less than a km later. Back to a great group with a few variations of speed (must buy Nathan a speedo for Christmas so he can read the punishment he deals out!) but a very chatty & friendly ride, Graham welcomed back from drilling duties in 2 states, Gools and Brendan hooking on in Ford Rd. Anything southbound was painful, leveling with Jamie at 34 was hard yakka. Danny hit out solo on the new TT Felt, but by the time Melbourne Rd had been reached we'd reeled him back in, though a few were perishing by then. Gools was firing on all cylinders in Raftery Rd, lots prepared to have a turn at the pointy end. Had the box seat behind Jamie with 250 left and hit hard to the front, but 59km/h is just not enough to keep young Nathan at bay. No shame in second to a young fella (but it took about a k to get the heart rate down!) 34.3 a good result for 50k's.
The annual P&W Christmas ride for Wednesday, nearly all tinselled up for a quiet and very friendly circuit (down the original Channel Rd route) with appropriate refreshments after. Griffo with flashing red nose, Choppy with baubels dangling from handlebars and seat, Fee in a Santa sack, Cougs in Mr Cringle's attire.....a proper celebration and heaps of laughs (especially after a couple of champagnes at 6.30am!) A great breakfast at Friars after, Ayto awarding the golden sledge to Blighty for outstanding services to sarcasm through the year.
Thursday morning was another chrissy extravaganza, 20 Couldabeens showing the Christmas spirit. Steve in a full Santa kit mut have lost 3 kg in sweat, Kel in the elf suit, Ryan with flashing Christmas tree lights on the Janis, Cougs in santas little helper kit, Vince sporting reindeer antlers. A festive spirit to the ride with the pace pegged back a little. Great to have Matt back, Norm was back to former form, another new recruit Jason along too. A lot of Christmas and holiday chat around the loop, even had Col hook on for a tow home. Turning into Conrod, Gav launched a super slo-mo break, plenty joining in if only to gain an insight on how Rob crucifies us all. A 34.1 average, letting the train through first for a rare change.
The familiar bunch assembled at the library Thursday night, a humid 30 degrees with a medium west-southwest. The Boulevard had been re-sealed so a new course was set via Knight St and Hawdon / Verney to avoid riding on marbles. A little jockeying for position saw me draw a short straw with Deano. No drama heading out to the emu, but the Cannondale went off like a cannon into the wind. Couldnt match Robbo's 40km/h , but held 38 till back-up arrived at the church. By the toaster i'd regained heart rate control and could breathe again. We'd turned into Boundary Rd when Steve was noticed some way back attempting to catch on. A brief ease of speed and a good tow from Dean & Chris saw a re-assembly to proceed. Mitch appropriately appeared in Mitchell (road that is) and it was full steam ahead at Raftery for the finish. Legs were complaining in the high 40's with a kilometer to go so didn't contest the finish (but rolled through a sixth anyway) Thoughts were set on a cold drink and dinner, 35.2 for the 50k done and dusted.
Team spirit was back with the P&W's Friday morning. The FAG's had been let out of their cage early and rolled past, our crew departing at the usual time with HWK and Minto escorting us out of town. A touch of an easterly made duties at the front hard on my jellied legs, thankfully Princess wasn't keen on a hot tempo either. Great quick chick presence with Fee, Stace, Cougs and Meags along, Ryno, Scotty and Sosso completing the boy section. At Melbourne Rd Area 51 flew past (a bold move, scaring the solitary rider oncoming s*#tless) with Deano, Nev, Chris and Mitch amongst the pack. (Team Cervelo's Brett L took honours of course) The collective decision to make it a P&W ladies day saw us steadily build up speed in Raftery Rd, good team rolls into Conrod and a great burst at the finish from Cougs to grab the win as an early Christmas present. Its a great ride when everyone can have a go and to finish as we start...together. 35.7 a great end to the week.
Week 51 379km 13985 calories ( 14.3 family sized packs of chips) 34.4 average
"Adversity causes some to break, others to break records" William Arthur Ward
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Week 50
Legs (and other tender parts) are a little better today, the forecast fairly average though. A gentle roll down to the start in the 53/19 (heaven forbid soiling the little chainring) to compare opinions on weather and what makes the world go round with the OC's. The dedicated and hardened legends were there (missing the ace characters of Temple, Matty, Leon & Daniel though) 8 earlybirds had flown the nest at quarter to, but the 7.00am express departed on schedule with 14 (with a young and new passenger Liam) aboard. A nice muscularly empathetic start, but the Vince & Bo torture team had many suffering into the headwind of Boundary Rd. (several none-too-subtle reminders brought them into order) Lots of internet forecast comparisons were being discussed, none included the dark clouds forming around ahead. The reality of rainfall arrived, the wrestling with negative thoughts as tough as the 20-30km/h northeaster. Optimism finally won (heard a couple suggest a likely and imminent Old Dookie Rd shortcut) but the team pushed on northbound. Many sighs of relief to feel the shower subside and the breeze at our back turning into Ford Rd. Yep, hope springs eternal. Brilliant to see the quick chicks driving the big train at a great rate of knots, Cougs and Kel the double barreled shotgun of the day. Vince & Bo did their (blatantly obvious) rotation manipulation to gain a favorable sprint position for Rudd Rd but all was in vein, Kel took a mighty win (girlpower reigns supreme) which brought out further quotes from Bo's book. An enjoyable "post mortem" over coffee, the average a bit calmer this week (32) with wind and rain. Great to have the Butterfactory's Adam remember nearly everyones' name and caffine of preference (a worthy nominee of customer service king)
A short and sweet lap of 25ks on Sunday morning, opting for an anti-clockwise circuit Monday morning too (the strong southwester making it an easy choice) Just Minto had braved the P&W start (saw him battling the elements southbound in Boundary Rd.) Just a kilometer behind Rabbit, the Fish and Nev had amalgamated to hunt him down (glad I wasn't in that battle!) Enthusiasm was low on Monday night so a bit of gardening was completed instead (see, I do have some life off the bike!)
16 Couldabeens assembled Tuesday, missing a few essential characters though. Not quite the same without Leon, Daniel, Cougs, Temple and Matt, (Christmas takes it work toll). Patrick returned but struggled to hold on. Noticed a pair chasing us when we turned into Boundary Rd, finally at Archer Rd it was Rabbit & Bart that hooked on. With 3 k to go they'd recovered to take turns, the tempo went hard at Arcadia Downs to prove who was who. (gave a knowing grin to Rob set up the tactics) Spent all my pennies in the final 200 meters to allow the little rocket a brief respite to load his killer final punch. A great win scored, easily disposing of Mick & Bart, leaving us all humbled in our 50+ km/h attempt to stay with him.
I'd envisaged Tuesday nights blustery 30-45k southerly as a precarious bunch ride, so optioned a solo anti-clockwise toaster loop. So hard to hold a straight line, thoughts held out for the relief of tail wind help in Boundary Rd. (the only motivation to beat the head and side wind struggle). Reflected on a 32km ride in 55 minutes achieved in 1972, grateful i can still match it despite the 30+ year tobacco abuse in between. Saw the hospital bunch wrestling with the wind near the emu, happy to be solo tonight rather than dodging other wheels being tossed around. A very hard 15k slog home but relieved to clock 33 for 50k's.
Wednesdays recovery loop was more than welcome (waited for Norm, but he'd missed the start) Cougs and i taking in the tail wind with great pleasure. Good for tired legs to have a restful ride. Newto must have missed the Area 51 start, seen hammering out Old Dookie in a futile attempt to head them off at the pass. Low numbers in this pack recently (a fracture in the faction?)
14 at the Couldabeens on Thursday and only a light southeaster to contend with. A stray stick near the cypress trees in Channel Rd was flicked high in the air off a wheel, landing perfectly atop my helmet with a thud. (me and sticks.....!) Matt, Leon & Daniel still absent with work commitments unfortunately. Graeme made the Mooroopna migration again (a regular attendee now) not long ago full tilt at 30, now driving the engine in the high 30's. Great to witness the Kel & Cougs guns firing at the front, a great team spirit amongst this crew. Rubber stamp a Rocket win again, a regular mid 30's average notched up by all.
Quite windy and quite warm (28 degrees, summer finally here?) on Thursday night, 13 plugged into the 13k ENE to the Emu. Collecting 9 more in our travels, the wind swung to a 20k southerly (just as i scored a second shift at the front with Bomber....mmm, is it penance for something?) 2 or 3 had dissapeared from the pack when we reached Mitchell Rd, at least the side wind gave a chance to draw breath for a yarn with Gools, Axel & Dalton. At the business end of Raftery Rd, Deano worked a mighty shift on the front, waltzing away with the chequered flag. I collared 2nd spot (maxed at 60 mind you) so will need something illegal to do better!
Quite a huddle of FAG's and locker boys near the SPC roundabout early Friday, obviously conspiring to belt out hard and early. The established P&W crew held ranks though, the 5.05's of Ayto, Fox, Hayles, Ruley, Stace & Wizz embedded in the pack. The good old days of chuckle & chat had returned yet a solid speed prevailed. Choppy's humour and the teams' spirit was in abundance, the big fang down Conrod too (35.8average). I was down the back of the bunch at the finish, happy to be surrounded by quick chicks (and a pat on the back by Mo and Eggy for the last k's tow) so missed the podium positions. Legs creaked loudly all morning at work but the head was happy with a great finish to a 417k week burning 15387 calories (3.7kg of Milo) at 32.8 average.
Quote of the week "Winning is about heart, not just legs. It's got to be in the right place"
Lance Armstrong
A short and sweet lap of 25ks on Sunday morning, opting for an anti-clockwise circuit Monday morning too (the strong southwester making it an easy choice) Just Minto had braved the P&W start (saw him battling the elements southbound in Boundary Rd.) Just a kilometer behind Rabbit, the Fish and Nev had amalgamated to hunt him down (glad I wasn't in that battle!) Enthusiasm was low on Monday night so a bit of gardening was completed instead (see, I do have some life off the bike!)
16 Couldabeens assembled Tuesday, missing a few essential characters though. Not quite the same without Leon, Daniel, Cougs, Temple and Matt, (Christmas takes it work toll). Patrick returned but struggled to hold on. Noticed a pair chasing us when we turned into Boundary Rd, finally at Archer Rd it was Rabbit & Bart that hooked on. With 3 k to go they'd recovered to take turns, the tempo went hard at Arcadia Downs to prove who was who. (gave a knowing grin to Rob set up the tactics) Spent all my pennies in the final 200 meters to allow the little rocket a brief respite to load his killer final punch. A great win scored, easily disposing of Mick & Bart, leaving us all humbled in our 50+ km/h attempt to stay with him.
I'd envisaged Tuesday nights blustery 30-45k southerly as a precarious bunch ride, so optioned a solo anti-clockwise toaster loop. So hard to hold a straight line, thoughts held out for the relief of tail wind help in Boundary Rd. (the only motivation to beat the head and side wind struggle). Reflected on a 32km ride in 55 minutes achieved in 1972, grateful i can still match it despite the 30+ year tobacco abuse in between. Saw the hospital bunch wrestling with the wind near the emu, happy to be solo tonight rather than dodging other wheels being tossed around. A very hard 15k slog home but relieved to clock 33 for 50k's.
Wednesdays recovery loop was more than welcome (waited for Norm, but he'd missed the start) Cougs and i taking in the tail wind with great pleasure. Good for tired legs to have a restful ride. Newto must have missed the Area 51 start, seen hammering out Old Dookie in a futile attempt to head them off at the pass. Low numbers in this pack recently (a fracture in the faction?)
14 at the Couldabeens on Thursday and only a light southeaster to contend with. A stray stick near the cypress trees in Channel Rd was flicked high in the air off a wheel, landing perfectly atop my helmet with a thud. (me and sticks.....!) Matt, Leon & Daniel still absent with work commitments unfortunately. Graeme made the Mooroopna migration again (a regular attendee now) not long ago full tilt at 30, now driving the engine in the high 30's. Great to witness the Kel & Cougs guns firing at the front, a great team spirit amongst this crew. Rubber stamp a Rocket win again, a regular mid 30's average notched up by all.
Quite windy and quite warm (28 degrees, summer finally here?) on Thursday night, 13 plugged into the 13k ENE to the Emu. Collecting 9 more in our travels, the wind swung to a 20k southerly (just as i scored a second shift at the front with Bomber....mmm, is it penance for something?) 2 or 3 had dissapeared from the pack when we reached Mitchell Rd, at least the side wind gave a chance to draw breath for a yarn with Gools, Axel & Dalton. At the business end of Raftery Rd, Deano worked a mighty shift on the front, waltzing away with the chequered flag. I collared 2nd spot (maxed at 60 mind you) so will need something illegal to do better!
Quite a huddle of FAG's and locker boys near the SPC roundabout early Friday, obviously conspiring to belt out hard and early. The established P&W crew held ranks though, the 5.05's of Ayto, Fox, Hayles, Ruley, Stace & Wizz embedded in the pack. The good old days of chuckle & chat had returned yet a solid speed prevailed. Choppy's humour and the teams' spirit was in abundance, the big fang down Conrod too (35.8average). I was down the back of the bunch at the finish, happy to be surrounded by quick chicks (and a pat on the back by Mo and Eggy for the last k's tow) so missed the podium positions. Legs creaked loudly all morning at work but the head was happy with a great finish to a 417k week burning 15387 calories (3.7kg of Milo) at 32.8 average.
Quote of the week "Winning is about heart, not just legs. It's got to be in the right place"
Lance Armstrong
Friday, December 9, 2011
Week 49
Very tempting to rip up an extra 30 or 40k's when you wake at 4.30 and can't get back to sleep. Got lazy instead, a slow breakfast watching the Thunderbirds! Got to the OC's start early anyway, 9 earlybirds scurrying away at quarter to. A great turn up of 20 for the OC's, missing Coug's cheeky remarks though. Great to have Dave, Hoffy and Barnsey along again, 10 out of 10 for determination. JB back with the Cannondale fresh from service. Shawy didnt even turn a wheel to get a pucture, but in the true team spirit we waited till he'd repaired (but sledged anyway) A 7.04 departure and a southerly to make the first two legs a push (just my luck, my turn to tackle both) Once into Mitchell, youthful exhuberance took the reigns to pace up the pack. Simon having missed the Cat start, was along for a restful lap but was in for a workout. Well driven by Daniel, Kel & Bo, the Boundary Rd section flew by. Norms tail-light hit the deck (well retrieved by Daniel & Temple) the trio catching on near the Ford Rd turn. Forgey & Steve's exhuberance had unwittingly upped the tempo, but all settled quickly to resume the westward journey home. The breeze had swung a bit toward ESE, assisting a little. A few young guns had done a little longer on the front to position themselves ideally for the final thrash (tactics wasted as it happened) and Norm had some high octane left in the tank for the last half k of Wanganui, making lots work hard. Found myself in the box seat for Rudd Rd, Simon lauched in the last 350 but went kaboom soon after hitting the lead. Way too early for me, but i hit the NoS early to shake off an angry swarm of young bees buzzing behind, just holding off Daniel, Bo, Vince and others for the honours. Bo opened volume 37 of the excuse book to be guffawed into submission. Again, a great team ride with all in sight at the finish (improving all the time with a 35 average today) , the Butterfactory ambience and coffee enjoyed by all who could attend. Great to have the seasons warmth on our backs. Saturday nights early xmas get-together also a hoot, great to meet some non-bike partners (long suffering?) and soak up the Jamiesons hospitality.
Quite a wind on Sunday morning howling from the south. Turned up at the lake to find Scott and Trev ready to face the tough stuff. Another rider fronted that i have an intense dislike of (and making veiled threats) so rode away to do a solo lap. Southbound was tough, had trouble getting any speed above 27km/h (wind was gusting from 39 to 56 km/h!) Just when you think you're doing it tough something puts it in perspective. Came across Carol on the TT heading off for Euroa (head wind all the way!) Spied Daniel too, but showing remarkable intelligence heading north! Finally got to Mitchell Rd and turned east. Batten the hatches me heartys, a 10 degree list to starboard to prevent being blown into the tabledrain. (shades of Port Fairy memories) It was Cosmic chaos! Not the day to have 50mm carbon wheels but 34 was just achieveable. Huge relief heading north in Boundary so time to hoist the mainsail for a blast at 60 (where's a 56 / 11 when you want it!) to soak up a tail wind par excellence. Headed for town down Old Dookie, a rewarding coffee and banana toast to compensate the legs for undue suffering and violence. 35 av.
Monday morning the P&W ranks were thin. Only Minto, Frosty, Wizz & Stew to tap out 30. Barely half a k out, Rabbit, Fishy and Bart rolled in from an earlier Channel Rd reccy (u-turned at SPC roundabout and set offf after us). Frosty suffering cronic hibernation syndrome sat on the back, Wizz a bit down on power after a 160 on Saturday, but a good roll around in the mid to high 30's (against the winter like 6 degrees). Spied chopper and Pete H in good form in Boundary Rd. The lockerboys were hurting when they finally caught us in the Mitchell Rd dip (aka; Mt Nicolaci). Got the odd turn out of them, but it was just a pretty fresh Bart prepared to work with me in the final 3 km. There's only one chance when the Rabbit is suffering a little gastric mixo, so wound up to 54 and took a rare win off him and the other young fellas. The 35.3 av beat Cats and train.
A magnificent 24 degree Monday afternoon just begged another lap. The theory of a steady pace lasted about 2km, a push toward the Emu on the toaster loop had the speed up, i-pod motivating with The Weeknd's cruisy tracks. Nice to turn south, but by the Pine Lodge pub, the wind had swung SE. Quite a few rolling about the loop, Rob McL, Jamie and others sneaking out a little secret training. Finding it hard to keep comfortable, getting blown about a bit not helped being a little tender in the tooche (but had plastered on the Lucas' cream for some relief). Turned into a fair slog around but perserverance prevailed, pleased with a solo 33.8, only Conrod straight felt easy. Good to research improving solo times on this circuit over the years, 32 av last year 31.2 the year before, so not slipping backward.......yet.
Decent turn-up of 17 Couldabeens for Tuesday, just 8 degrees though. Gav, Glen, Tim, Glenn G, Goose and the Dawg and others making regular (and welcome) appearances. A fine start by Cougs, allowing muscles to warm with a steady build up to speed, great rhythm for the duration. Visitor Patrick fronted up and fitted quickly into the routine. Matt putting in a solid turn to burn some calories had a whim to give Bo some curry, but got burnt himself on Bo's hot exhaust, demonstrating his award winning half wheel style! No rocket today so Goose stepped up to the plate to take a great win. (off the fine tow of Greendog i should add!) 35.4 average, as has become custom, flogging the train.
More proper summer weather attracted 20 to the hospital group for Tues evening. Good to catch up with Sean, Axle, Nath, Mike, Deeno, Gools, Brendan and the crew after my few weeks away. A steady tap around without any heroics. Scored the front rotating with Jamie, at each turn we copped a head wind without cover. (we must have stood on a black cat under a ladder on the 13th.) A far more favourable run down Mitchell Rd, Nath, Mitch and co keeping the calories burning. Robbo kept many single filing near Arcadia Downs, down to 8 driving the bunch in the closing stages. Stuck with the even money odds on Seans wheel, but Mitch's lethal kick edged Sean back to 2nd. I was happy to settle for 4th with only a 54k top end , but a well positioned Brendan shot by in the last few metres. 36.8 average.
Pressure's off on Wednesday for a well deserved recovery ride. With Norm & Cougs needing similar therapy, we set off out Channel Rd. A sizeable pack of P&W's chirped a good morning in Boundary Rd. Chris suprised us latching onto the back (a change of mind about a Wednesday ride had him chasing us for 10k's!) A helping hand of a tail breeze home, summer slowly making its presence felt with milder temperatures.
Big roll up of 22 Couldabeens for Thursday's mild 14 degrees (but minus Matty). Starting the second leg, Glenn snapped a chain (not even spanner wizard Nath could fix that one on site) so a call to a dedicated partner was made. A sensible warm up for the first few kms helped all. Turned into Boundary and were rounded up by the TT efforts of Bart, Chaddy, Guysy (aero lid looking the part, bike fresh from repairs too) Rabbit & Wizz on a mission. With the wind at our backs speed slowly increased, Goose and the dawg ramping up into the low 40's near the Mitchell Rd chicane. Suprised to see the highway patrol car lurking in the shadows at Euroa Rd (maybe after a few ratbags?) lucky some weren't served a fail to stop. Rounded up Col & Fitzy with 3k to go, 10 strong lads spreading the field out in the closing stages. Rob stamped his sprint authority at the finish, Greeny & Ant made him work for though. 36.5 registered in the brag book.
13 at the library on Thursday night, snowballed to 22 by the turn at the Emu. I had the front with Scott who hammered (half wheeling) the 4.3k first leg, giving me gastrocnemius grief! We were priveliged to be joined by Carla again back from Garmin-Cervelo's europe training (some on cobblestones!) for a family Christmas. Had the bad bouquet of that young chicane again, but blantant hints seems to have kept him away from the business end of the bunch. Nick's firing at a good pace, good to chat with the regulars along the course too. (Did i spy the slender profile of one IronmanAyto in Old Dookie Rd, headed east?) The tempting aroma of a bbq in Boundary Rd was cruel (decided then and there it was steak for dinner tonite!) yet oddly inspirational. Nice smooth turns down Mitchell catching Iggy, Chilly & co on a quiet ride. The speed appraoching Arcadia Downs whittled down those doing turns to just 6 or 7 (lots just sucking off wheels were keen to have a dip at the finish though......mmm, earn your keep boys?) Mitch's horsepower whipped Seans 62km/h on the line, me gasping for oxygen to barely scrape 3rd at a sluggish 57. Great to finish a circuit with lots yarning (and all upright) on the roll back into town, a 36 average earning dinner.
Legs were like lead Friday morning. A gentle roll down to the P&W start (knowning another workout was imminent) where 9 were keen to go. Earlybirds (Guysy, Fox, Fee, Hayles and Ruley) rolled in from their 30k loop to join on, soon after locker lads Bart, Wizz, Fishy and Rabbit did likewise. Much agony endured matching the Princess's horsepower out Old Dookie Rd, relieved when Lloyd rolled across so i could enjoy a draft. A noise akin to a headlight hitting the road and being flattened by a dozen bikes was heard at the bottom of Boundary Rd, in fact a big chunk of barbed wire had tangled in the front wheel of Fee's new TT Merida! Little Miss Composure pulled up safely without incident, but with a lot of scratches to the new rig :-(
The bunch reformed and hit the gas for Mitchell Rd, into the early 40's for much of the way (Kel gets the Oscar for best female in a leading role....clearly, Bo holds her back!) Area 51 had sniffed victory and had caught us just after the Roubaix corner. I was only to happy to let them go! Happy for our guns to stretch away in the last 3k's, i joined the earlybirds to get to the line in smooth mode, though the muscles were screaming to stop for the last 1.5k.A few Cats (including Carla, out again) had reeled us in (with some just having to pass in the closing 100 metres despite an oncoming car) Most pleased with the 36.8 average, hats off to Dutchy's persistance and to all the earlybirds for a fine 65k effort. (Good luck to those on the Canberra half this weekend. An ace cheer squad going too) Wyndham Street filled with nearly 50 bikes from the 3 groups finished a big week.
Week 49 483km 17822 calories (a 22 foot long chicken & salad Subway) 35.1 average
Quote of the week "You don't suffer, kill yourself and take the risks i take just for the money. I love bike racing" Greg LeMond
Quite a wind on Sunday morning howling from the south. Turned up at the lake to find Scott and Trev ready to face the tough stuff. Another rider fronted that i have an intense dislike of (and making veiled threats) so rode away to do a solo lap. Southbound was tough, had trouble getting any speed above 27km/h (wind was gusting from 39 to 56 km/h!) Just when you think you're doing it tough something puts it in perspective. Came across Carol on the TT heading off for Euroa (head wind all the way!) Spied Daniel too, but showing remarkable intelligence heading north! Finally got to Mitchell Rd and turned east. Batten the hatches me heartys, a 10 degree list to starboard to prevent being blown into the tabledrain. (shades of Port Fairy memories) It was Cosmic chaos! Not the day to have 50mm carbon wheels but 34 was just achieveable. Huge relief heading north in Boundary so time to hoist the mainsail for a blast at 60 (where's a 56 / 11 when you want it!) to soak up a tail wind par excellence. Headed for town down Old Dookie, a rewarding coffee and banana toast to compensate the legs for undue suffering and violence. 35 av.
Monday morning the P&W ranks were thin. Only Minto, Frosty, Wizz & Stew to tap out 30. Barely half a k out, Rabbit, Fishy and Bart rolled in from an earlier Channel Rd reccy (u-turned at SPC roundabout and set offf after us). Frosty suffering cronic hibernation syndrome sat on the back, Wizz a bit down on power after a 160 on Saturday, but a good roll around in the mid to high 30's (against the winter like 6 degrees). Spied chopper and Pete H in good form in Boundary Rd. The lockerboys were hurting when they finally caught us in the Mitchell Rd dip (aka; Mt Nicolaci). Got the odd turn out of them, but it was just a pretty fresh Bart prepared to work with me in the final 3 km. There's only one chance when the Rabbit is suffering a little gastric mixo, so wound up to 54 and took a rare win off him and the other young fellas. The 35.3 av beat Cats and train.
A magnificent 24 degree Monday afternoon just begged another lap. The theory of a steady pace lasted about 2km, a push toward the Emu on the toaster loop had the speed up, i-pod motivating with The Weeknd's cruisy tracks. Nice to turn south, but by the Pine Lodge pub, the wind had swung SE. Quite a few rolling about the loop, Rob McL, Jamie and others sneaking out a little secret training. Finding it hard to keep comfortable, getting blown about a bit not helped being a little tender in the tooche (but had plastered on the Lucas' cream for some relief). Turned into a fair slog around but perserverance prevailed, pleased with a solo 33.8, only Conrod straight felt easy. Good to research improving solo times on this circuit over the years, 32 av last year 31.2 the year before, so not slipping backward.......yet.
Decent turn-up of 17 Couldabeens for Tuesday, just 8 degrees though. Gav, Glen, Tim, Glenn G, Goose and the Dawg and others making regular (and welcome) appearances. A fine start by Cougs, allowing muscles to warm with a steady build up to speed, great rhythm for the duration. Visitor Patrick fronted up and fitted quickly into the routine. Matt putting in a solid turn to burn some calories had a whim to give Bo some curry, but got burnt himself on Bo's hot exhaust, demonstrating his award winning half wheel style! No rocket today so Goose stepped up to the plate to take a great win. (off the fine tow of Greendog i should add!) 35.4 average, as has become custom, flogging the train.
More proper summer weather attracted 20 to the hospital group for Tues evening. Good to catch up with Sean, Axle, Nath, Mike, Deeno, Gools, Brendan and the crew after my few weeks away. A steady tap around without any heroics. Scored the front rotating with Jamie, at each turn we copped a head wind without cover. (we must have stood on a black cat under a ladder on the 13th.) A far more favourable run down Mitchell Rd, Nath, Mitch and co keeping the calories burning. Robbo kept many single filing near Arcadia Downs, down to 8 driving the bunch in the closing stages. Stuck with the even money odds on Seans wheel, but Mitch's lethal kick edged Sean back to 2nd. I was happy to settle for 4th with only a 54k top end , but a well positioned Brendan shot by in the last few metres. 36.8 average.
Pressure's off on Wednesday for a well deserved recovery ride. With Norm & Cougs needing similar therapy, we set off out Channel Rd. A sizeable pack of P&W's chirped a good morning in Boundary Rd. Chris suprised us latching onto the back (a change of mind about a Wednesday ride had him chasing us for 10k's!) A helping hand of a tail breeze home, summer slowly making its presence felt with milder temperatures.
Big roll up of 22 Couldabeens for Thursday's mild 14 degrees (but minus Matty). Starting the second leg, Glenn snapped a chain (not even spanner wizard Nath could fix that one on site) so a call to a dedicated partner was made. A sensible warm up for the first few kms helped all. Turned into Boundary and were rounded up by the TT efforts of Bart, Chaddy, Guysy (aero lid looking the part, bike fresh from repairs too) Rabbit & Wizz on a mission. With the wind at our backs speed slowly increased, Goose and the dawg ramping up into the low 40's near the Mitchell Rd chicane. Suprised to see the highway patrol car lurking in the shadows at Euroa Rd (maybe after a few ratbags?) lucky some weren't served a fail to stop. Rounded up Col & Fitzy with 3k to go, 10 strong lads spreading the field out in the closing stages. Rob stamped his sprint authority at the finish, Greeny & Ant made him work for though. 36.5 registered in the brag book.
13 at the library on Thursday night, snowballed to 22 by the turn at the Emu. I had the front with Scott who hammered (half wheeling) the 4.3k first leg, giving me gastrocnemius grief! We were priveliged to be joined by Carla again back from Garmin-Cervelo's europe training (some on cobblestones!) for a family Christmas. Had the bad bouquet of that young chicane again, but blantant hints seems to have kept him away from the business end of the bunch. Nick's firing at a good pace, good to chat with the regulars along the course too. (Did i spy the slender profile of one IronmanAyto in Old Dookie Rd, headed east?) The tempting aroma of a bbq in Boundary Rd was cruel (decided then and there it was steak for dinner tonite!) yet oddly inspirational. Nice smooth turns down Mitchell catching Iggy, Chilly & co on a quiet ride. The speed appraoching Arcadia Downs whittled down those doing turns to just 6 or 7 (lots just sucking off wheels were keen to have a dip at the finish though......mmm, earn your keep boys?) Mitch's horsepower whipped Seans 62km/h on the line, me gasping for oxygen to barely scrape 3rd at a sluggish 57. Great to finish a circuit with lots yarning (and all upright) on the roll back into town, a 36 average earning dinner.
Legs were like lead Friday morning. A gentle roll down to the P&W start (knowning another workout was imminent) where 9 were keen to go. Earlybirds (Guysy, Fox, Fee, Hayles and Ruley) rolled in from their 30k loop to join on, soon after locker lads Bart, Wizz, Fishy and Rabbit did likewise. Much agony endured matching the Princess's horsepower out Old Dookie Rd, relieved when Lloyd rolled across so i could enjoy a draft. A noise akin to a headlight hitting the road and being flattened by a dozen bikes was heard at the bottom of Boundary Rd, in fact a big chunk of barbed wire had tangled in the front wheel of Fee's new TT Merida! Little Miss Composure pulled up safely without incident, but with a lot of scratches to the new rig :-(
The bunch reformed and hit the gas for Mitchell Rd, into the early 40's for much of the way (Kel gets the Oscar for best female in a leading role....clearly, Bo holds her back!) Area 51 had sniffed victory and had caught us just after the Roubaix corner. I was only to happy to let them go! Happy for our guns to stretch away in the last 3k's, i joined the earlybirds to get to the line in smooth mode, though the muscles were screaming to stop for the last 1.5k.A few Cats (including Carla, out again) had reeled us in (with some just having to pass in the closing 100 metres despite an oncoming car) Most pleased with the 36.8 average, hats off to Dutchy's persistance and to all the earlybirds for a fine 65k effort. (Good luck to those on the Canberra half this weekend. An ace cheer squad going too) Wyndham Street filled with nearly 50 bikes from the 3 groups finished a big week.
Week 49 483km 17822 calories (a 22 foot long chicken & salad Subway) 35.1 average
Quote of the week "You don't suffer, kill yourself and take the risks i take just for the money. I love bike racing" Greg LeMond
Friday, December 2, 2011
Week 48
A narrow gap from Bendigo to Yarrawonga visible in the green haze that was the B.O.M. radar for Victoria on Saturday. After Fridays' downpour the urge was strong, so off down the damp road to see who's brave amongst the OC's. Mmmm....just Cougs, Bo, Kel, Graeme, Nev and Shawy to brave the elements. Legend Hoffy had set off earlier, so a carrot had been dangled for us to chase. A fair amount of caution applied for the conditions, particularly on the turns. Cat numbers down noticibly, oncoming in the usual Mitchell Rd spot. Good training with lower numbers in the bunch (barely get three decent turns when attendance is up), a good speed even against a northeasterly. A lone rider near Channel Rd turned out to be JT (slept in?) who joined in for a brief turn. Hoffy was still plugging away well when we finally reeled him in near Hill Rd, dodging puddles the theme of the ride. Nev the grenade, cranked up the effort in Wanganui Rd, the bunch sensibly diving for single file in the attempt to hang on. Bo & Kel had their weet-bix to pursue a respective 2nd and 3rd, the remainder finishing well with a rewarding 34.2 average. The Butterfactory was somewhat deserted with just a couple of other riders there enjoying the caffine fix.
Passed the sms's around for an early Sunday circuit, but i got no takers with sleep-ins and tasks elsewhere occupying most. Unaware that Leon had fronted and set off solo, i rolled out on a reverse P&W lap and came across Ken & his cruisers turning from Archer to Boundary, Temple amongst them. Ken played restrictor valve, pulling the speed back (despite a hefty tailwind) so i played ball for a very calm run up River then Boundary Rds. Concensus dictated a return via Channel Rd (suited with my time limited) and sure enough, Temple & i were hastily elected tow trucks for the 9k head wind leg home! A leisurely lap down for a 30.4.
Eleven had assembled for Mondays P&W lap, great to have Meags back from her UK break. The rabbit, Blighty and Fishy rolled in from an early lap to join on just as we headed out. A moderate north east wind put hard work on the agenda for the pointy end, great to be relieved of front duty after a k's toil. A good head of steam down Boundary, a much more favourable direction. Into the low 40's at the southern end, slowly catching the familiar gait of Choppy. A fair bit of enthusiastic driving on the front had most working overtime in 14 degrees. Rabbit, clearly bored with the pace, rode slowly away half way down Mitchell, Sly setting off to chase soon after. The remaining bunch of 10 kept the roll-overs happening, keeping the pace fresh. By Euroa Rd we'd reeled them in. Tempo continued un-abated, the bunch spread by the Col d'Kialla (well, the little dip in Mitchell) with several gaps opening up. The odd car at Melbourne Rd broke a few of us from the pack (mmm...what happened to team spirit?) but i enjoyed sticking with mates Meags and Cougs for the remainder, a rapid 37.7 result.
20 degrees on Tuesday morning brought out 20 Couldabeens, good to have Nev join us (a rare treat). Lots of cars out and about without headlights, the odd rider (from other groups) too running the gauntlet. A respectful build up of speed up Channel Rd, but 4km in, Vince was on a mission to burn Matt (stretching the friendship of many) That horrible sound of bikes hitting the deck rang out on the turn at Jameson Rd. Unseen by most was a greasy spill from a truck, bringing Trev, Ryan and Trev down. Thankfully, nothing but a minor scrape and a lever adjustment was the total damage. Dusted off and composed, the crew set off on the course but we were now in the Cats sights (500+ metres back) on the turn into Boundary. Good teamwork and smooth rolls kept the Cats at bay. A late call of an oncoming car at the Mitchell turn caused a quick change of direction (and of heart rate!) right on the intersection, but it soon settled into a good rhythm to continue in Mitchell Rd. The swarming bunch of Cats didn't catch till we'd slowed at Euroa Rd. Their crazy decision to pass with a car oncoming caused chaos, the ute off in the grass blasting the horn while they made it 3 and 4 wide will never help our cause for a bit of respect on the road. Finished the lap with a bit in disbelief, thought many of them would have a bit more sense. The rocket played his trump card on Nev in the dying metres to gain the top spot, 36.6 av down near the back of the bunch was worth a cheer. Nice to arrive home safe, and not be plastered across a bull bar from anothers inconsiderate foolery.
It was better than nice to roll out a recovery lap with Chris & Cougs on Wednesday, a very balmy 21 degrees with a strengthening north west breeze. A sensible, well behaved ride, chance for a yarn and a laugh and without incident. More please! Saw a sizeable P&W bunch heading southward, they had the afterburners on apparently, the frontgunners splitting the pack into fractions. Seems the teamwork philosophy is dying a miserable death. A real pity.
Thursday morning saw 10 degrees hacked off Wednesdays temperature, the winter base layer coming out of mothballs again! Mmmm, and it's the first day of summer? 20 Couldabeens again attending, excercising a lot of caution after Tuesdays run of bad luck. Young Nathan came out to play, Greendog and Rob making up a tempo trio. Conversation centred around crashes, cars and Cats, good to reflect on these things though....brings our actions into focus and puts complacency in the bin. New lad Matt was on another mission to hang on, bless his socks for trying (lasted longer, aknowledged more training is needed). Speed was good, lots of chat too despite the chill. At last, an incident free lap to enjoy. Speed was the flavour of the day at Arcadia Downs, Temple providing a good squirt to take us into the 40's. Vince added some urge but cramp took over, Nathan lighting it up with most being clever and tacticle enough to let him burn to death in the closing 500 metres. I had the wheel of Greendog and a keen eye on Rob for his launch, playing the waiting game for Nathans meltdown. Rob fired about 70 out, so i stood hard on it, but 53 km/h couldn't catch Rob in time for the finish. Chuffed with 2nd, delighted the group scored a 36 average, beating the train and the Cats.
Only a few at SPC on Friday, great to have Dutchy giving it a crack again. Good quick chick class attending, Meags, Fee, Cougs and Hayles all worthy additions. Ayto, Scotty, Guysy, Ruley and others arrived from the earlier lap, to join the bunch for a respectful easy speed built up over the first few legs. The gun faction had assembled a kilometre out (must be our deodorant?) and tacked on to make 16. Felt a bit breezy heading south, but the guns were on a mission of pace, up in the high 30's. Admired Fee having a great go on the front in Boundary (despite suffering the headwind), if only all could have that chance without being worked over. Spied Daniel and Temple on the anti-clockwise loop, Peter H solo not long after. A ute approaching behind was obviously inconvenienced by 2 rows of bikes on the left and one (momentarily) on the right, the driver winding down a window to spray a tirade of profanities. A lot gave the appropriate reply but it degenerated to the point of the ute screeching to a halt sideways across the road, bikes gathered near, verbals yelled and fingers stabbed the air in arguement. All so very ugly. Shouldn't have got to that stage, but some have shorter fuses than others, the driver only having grumpy sides to the bed he got out of.
Bit of a ramshackle reform of the bunch a minute or two later, some keen to get home early had bolted, others, delayed in starting, had troubles catching on. Teamwork out the window again. Formed up with Cougs and Meags to head back via Archer, all a bit disillusioned and dissapointed in the circumstances. Grateful to finish a tumultuous week upright and intact. It can only get better from now!
Week #48 313km 11,549 calories (3.8kg of honey) 34km/h average.
Quote of the week "A friend is the person that knows all about you.....and still likes you" Elbert Hubbard
Passed the sms's around for an early Sunday circuit, but i got no takers with sleep-ins and tasks elsewhere occupying most. Unaware that Leon had fronted and set off solo, i rolled out on a reverse P&W lap and came across Ken & his cruisers turning from Archer to Boundary, Temple amongst them. Ken played restrictor valve, pulling the speed back (despite a hefty tailwind) so i played ball for a very calm run up River then Boundary Rds. Concensus dictated a return via Channel Rd (suited with my time limited) and sure enough, Temple & i were hastily elected tow trucks for the 9k head wind leg home! A leisurely lap down for a 30.4.
Eleven had assembled for Mondays P&W lap, great to have Meags back from her UK break. The rabbit, Blighty and Fishy rolled in from an early lap to join on just as we headed out. A moderate north east wind put hard work on the agenda for the pointy end, great to be relieved of front duty after a k's toil. A good head of steam down Boundary, a much more favourable direction. Into the low 40's at the southern end, slowly catching the familiar gait of Choppy. A fair bit of enthusiastic driving on the front had most working overtime in 14 degrees. Rabbit, clearly bored with the pace, rode slowly away half way down Mitchell, Sly setting off to chase soon after. The remaining bunch of 10 kept the roll-overs happening, keeping the pace fresh. By Euroa Rd we'd reeled them in. Tempo continued un-abated, the bunch spread by the Col d'Kialla (well, the little dip in Mitchell) with several gaps opening up. The odd car at Melbourne Rd broke a few of us from the pack (mmm...what happened to team spirit?) but i enjoyed sticking with mates Meags and Cougs for the remainder, a rapid 37.7 result.
20 degrees on Tuesday morning brought out 20 Couldabeens, good to have Nev join us (a rare treat). Lots of cars out and about without headlights, the odd rider (from other groups) too running the gauntlet. A respectful build up of speed up Channel Rd, but 4km in, Vince was on a mission to burn Matt (stretching the friendship of many) That horrible sound of bikes hitting the deck rang out on the turn at Jameson Rd. Unseen by most was a greasy spill from a truck, bringing Trev, Ryan and Trev down. Thankfully, nothing but a minor scrape and a lever adjustment was the total damage. Dusted off and composed, the crew set off on the course but we were now in the Cats sights (500+ metres back) on the turn into Boundary. Good teamwork and smooth rolls kept the Cats at bay. A late call of an oncoming car at the Mitchell turn caused a quick change of direction (and of heart rate!) right on the intersection, but it soon settled into a good rhythm to continue in Mitchell Rd. The swarming bunch of Cats didn't catch till we'd slowed at Euroa Rd. Their crazy decision to pass with a car oncoming caused chaos, the ute off in the grass blasting the horn while they made it 3 and 4 wide will never help our cause for a bit of respect on the road. Finished the lap with a bit in disbelief, thought many of them would have a bit more sense. The rocket played his trump card on Nev in the dying metres to gain the top spot, 36.6 av down near the back of the bunch was worth a cheer. Nice to arrive home safe, and not be plastered across a bull bar from anothers inconsiderate foolery.
It was better than nice to roll out a recovery lap with Chris & Cougs on Wednesday, a very balmy 21 degrees with a strengthening north west breeze. A sensible, well behaved ride, chance for a yarn and a laugh and without incident. More please! Saw a sizeable P&W bunch heading southward, they had the afterburners on apparently, the frontgunners splitting the pack into fractions. Seems the teamwork philosophy is dying a miserable death. A real pity.
Thursday morning saw 10 degrees hacked off Wednesdays temperature, the winter base layer coming out of mothballs again! Mmmm, and it's the first day of summer? 20 Couldabeens again attending, excercising a lot of caution after Tuesdays run of bad luck. Young Nathan came out to play, Greendog and Rob making up a tempo trio. Conversation centred around crashes, cars and Cats, good to reflect on these things though....brings our actions into focus and puts complacency in the bin. New lad Matt was on another mission to hang on, bless his socks for trying (lasted longer, aknowledged more training is needed). Speed was good, lots of chat too despite the chill. At last, an incident free lap to enjoy. Speed was the flavour of the day at Arcadia Downs, Temple providing a good squirt to take us into the 40's. Vince added some urge but cramp took over, Nathan lighting it up with most being clever and tacticle enough to let him burn to death in the closing 500 metres. I had the wheel of Greendog and a keen eye on Rob for his launch, playing the waiting game for Nathans meltdown. Rob fired about 70 out, so i stood hard on it, but 53 km/h couldn't catch Rob in time for the finish. Chuffed with 2nd, delighted the group scored a 36 average, beating the train and the Cats.
Only a few at SPC on Friday, great to have Dutchy giving it a crack again. Good quick chick class attending, Meags, Fee, Cougs and Hayles all worthy additions. Ayto, Scotty, Guysy, Ruley and others arrived from the earlier lap, to join the bunch for a respectful easy speed built up over the first few legs. The gun faction had assembled a kilometre out (must be our deodorant?) and tacked on to make 16. Felt a bit breezy heading south, but the guns were on a mission of pace, up in the high 30's. Admired Fee having a great go on the front in Boundary (despite suffering the headwind), if only all could have that chance without being worked over. Spied Daniel and Temple on the anti-clockwise loop, Peter H solo not long after. A ute approaching behind was obviously inconvenienced by 2 rows of bikes on the left and one (momentarily) on the right, the driver winding down a window to spray a tirade of profanities. A lot gave the appropriate reply but it degenerated to the point of the ute screeching to a halt sideways across the road, bikes gathered near, verbals yelled and fingers stabbed the air in arguement. All so very ugly. Shouldn't have got to that stage, but some have shorter fuses than others, the driver only having grumpy sides to the bed he got out of.
Bit of a ramshackle reform of the bunch a minute or two later, some keen to get home early had bolted, others, delayed in starting, had troubles catching on. Teamwork out the window again. Formed up with Cougs and Meags to head back via Archer, all a bit disillusioned and dissapointed in the circumstances. Grateful to finish a tumultuous week upright and intact. It can only get better from now!
Week #48 313km 11,549 calories (3.8kg of honey) 34km/h average.
Quote of the week "A friend is the person that knows all about you.....and still likes you" Elbert Hubbard
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