Christmas Day 2011 at emu corner..... i-phone
Claus at Sachs Technik did a good job of welding #8R-27502 together, the old BM clocked over 130,000 k's on the way to the OC's Saturday morning (that's 8,000 k's into the fourth lap of the globe) Yep, this bloke has some serious issues. A cheery mob assembled (Bo & Kel had an alarm malfunction.....but happy birthday young fella) Great to have the girl power of Meags, Cougs & Kylie along, Matt motivated, an enthused Liam and the other regular lads to make up 20 in the peleton. The southerly made for a bit of a push to Mitchell Rd, then left us alone, until the finish anyway. It appeared the Cats bunch was about to split with pace, our crew at least remained united. A puncture stopped me near the top of Mitchell, the courteous crew paused for the cO2 fix. We gained JB to the bunch near Channel Rd (a puncture too had delayed his start) and rolled on to the toaster and emu on the longer course again (should we be flattered at the quick imitation by the earlier group?) Dave's itch for speed got too much after Doyles Rd, a brave breakaway launched near Matilda Drive. Daniel, Matt & Vince turned keen soon after, setting off in pursuit. Commonsense (or little motivation?) had most stay with the pack, unity being the advantage with the Rudd Rd head wind, a decent 33.7 worth the effort. Further up, the chase trio had caught Dave with 300 to go, Vince horsepower taking the honours, a high commendation for Dave's solo attack. Another packed house at the Butterfactory for the dose of caffine and conversation (many eyeing Meags french toast with interest!)
As always, sleeping-in escaped me Sunday. Fine, cool and sunny was just too tempting, so an early solo 30k lap before other duties beckoned. The intention was to take things easy, but a rider a kilometre ahead is nothing but a dangling carrot. Caught him later rather than sooner, the legs kept it above 37 for a few k's before the head took over pegging speed back to sensible. There'd been a hose down at the Old Dookie Rd pigfarm, a spicy slurry flowing near the driveway awoke the olfactory nerves. Enjoyed the company of Rufus, Oliver Tank and Kimbra (via i-pod) and a chat with Jamie, Matt, Daz (the dawg) and Ant (the Goose) back at the Butterfactory for a brief coffee.
A big weekend of Tri training had reduced the P&W attendance Monday morning to just Meags, Cougs and i. (Bart and a few others still keen on the TT dash, passing us in Boundary Rd) Long and strong turns by us 3 amigos, but we wait a little longer each day for sunrise. Well behaved Cats passed just before Euroa Rd, but we persisted for a good finish (Cougs making sure all wheels were humming across the line) , only missing the train by a minute. Lots of turns today, speed down a whisker, but a solid workout in great company. Forced an arvo off (overdoing the k's lately?) but sitting at home was about as exciting as reading Hansard (more excitement in pairing up socks) Mythbusters the only saving grace in my dull evening.
Tuesday morning was a feeble atempt at summer weather, at least the armwarmers stayed at home. A roll up of 16 at the start to witness Bo's change of leaky rear tube. The flag was dropped 6 minutes late, seems many were keen to make up those minutes pronto. Nath joined in near the kinder, quite the competition amongst the young guns up front (any guesses?). Put in a fair chase to catch the pack after the Boundary Rd turn, 43 a fair whack, nice scenery of a sunrise over the foggy fields to divert the senses from speed. Considered an Archer Rd exit to make work ontime (boxed in anyway) , but our tempo had us catching Cats quickly. Chris A had joined on, but concentration rearward had lapsed, a car behind suprised many at Mt Nicolaci. Soon after a small pot-hole dislodged my foggy sunglasses (wasn't going to let the next car flatten a pair of transitional Euro's) so i turned back to collect them. Forced a big chase though, no-one noticed. Thanked Mr Mavic for the next 4k's, able to hold it above 42km/h, but not enough watts to get closer than 300 metres behind the bunch. Nath had led out the sprinters, Chris A pipping the rocket for victory. A fairly rapid 36.7 average, back home just 3 minutes later than normal.
A 30k solo warm up prior to the hospital bunch, (getting in some longer k's for a change) out Channel, up Boundary, to the Toaster, the Emu and back west to town, spying quite a few riders out making the most of a warm arvo. Almost back to Doyles Rd when Gools and Brendan appeared, so u-turned to roll quietly waiting for the bunch. The usual characters rolled up with the hospital group, i was rostered for duty almost immediately with Robbo at the pointy end. (everyone distancing themselves from him out front?) Squeezed in a chat with Bomber, Scotty, Axel & Nath. Bit breezy again headed south (and west) but there's strength in numbers, 17 sharing the load. A better run in River Rd (and onto Euroa Rd) tonight, light on for suprise traffic. Felt a bit of wear & tear on the legs as Mitchell Rd expired, bit too conditioned to 30 - 40 k laps me thinks. I was quite content to stay mid-field as the accelerator went down, Dave had a big dip in Conrod but ran out of steam in the closing stages, Robbo took the win, my speedo showed a 35.4 average, pleased to put 75k in the bank to break the usual routine.
Summer definitely back for Thursday morning, 25 degrees at 5.45, (that's a 15 degree improvement on last week). Not sure what posseses some of the northbound to ride without lights (front or rear) at this time of day, but it's not doing our cause any favours with motorists. From the start, the north easterly wind made Channel Rd a push, Boundary Rd was no resistance, but a few guns had hard toil in mind. A bright orange sunrise against dark blue clouds just lit up the speedo to show 44km/h, poor Steve blew a head gasket and was unceremoniously spat out the back. Henry Ford's quote " Coming together is a beginning, keeping together is progress, working together is success" seemed apt, yet maybe unheeded. Hopefully a little consideration will prevail. Mitchell Rd was almost as hectic, quite a few right on the rev-limiter. A proper stop at Euroa Rd was pleasing, got a brief word with Liam (along for his baptism of fire) and Ryan (missing from action recently) but tempo resumed, silencing any chat. Into Raftery Rd and just beyond the roughness of Roubaix, Cougs punctured (with the season's first strike of Soliva Sessilis....Bindii to most) which sadly went un-noticed by the bunch, so halted with Chris to lend a hand. Soon after the Cats then Goats passed by, but a speedy repair had us reeling in the rejects at the finish line, nice to see Jason and the Rocket waiting near Kialla Lakes to see us home. A 36.4 gave us something to smile about, a balm for tired legs? No motivation to ride Thursday night, storm warnings, lightning and rain showers had something to do with it.
A happy little clan at SPC on Friday morning, Stace, Choppy, Hayles, Grasshopper & Cougs to start, joined by Scotty, Meags and Guysy from the 5am lap (after their extended u-turn with traffic). Not a trace of the TT team, the supercats had departed at 5.53, so the course was empty to enjoy. Another mild morning (18) with speed considerate to conversation. Some serious k's totalled by the Ironman entrants in past weeks, i'll bet the tapering next week will be welcomed. Dan joined in (caught on our sedate roll-out waiting for the u-turners) with long turns undertaken by many, a much improved Hayley keeping the pace strong. A sizeable Area 51 pack swung into Mitchell Rd from the Euroa Rd just as we approached the intersection (saving the overtaking worry). We were well into the 40's for the last 1000 metres (not a lot of urge in these legs today....but it's not compusory to be flat out every day is it?) the grasshopper proving 8 months off needs only a couple of weeks to regain former glory.
Week 7 395km 14,575 calories (91 slices of French toast) at 33.4km/h average. YTD 2853km
"Slumps are like soft beds, they're easy to get into and hard to get out of" Johnny Bench
Friday, February 17, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Week 6
Days are noticable shorter now, will need a few lumens to get to an OC start in the next week or two. Axel a suprise guest today (courtesy of a sleep-in that prevented a Cat attendance) Forgey back after a hospital strength bout of dehydration, newish Tri member Kylie keen to seek speed, Blackie back after a prolonged absence too. Dave joined in half a k out (had already tapped out 30, and a promised 25 after.) After much discussion last week, it's an extended tour from now on, taking in the toaster / emu loop to add an extra 6k. The now standard precautionary stop at Euroa Rd (New Dookie & Numurkah too) appears agreeable. The usual large bunch of Cats were westward in Mitchell, little sprinter Brendan left on his lonesome to repair a puncture (and contemplating team spirit?) Interesting chat on proposed nick-names raised a laugh or six, lots talking of Steve's recovery, the 10k south easter of no concern. Easier to negotiate the rumble strips on the wider Pine Lodge Nth Rd, very easy to negotiate the westward road home. Quite pleasing to note all careful to keep the bunch together up to, and after, Numurkah Rd. Kylie drew the short straw turning into Rudd Rd , lots hesitant to take the plunge of inspiring the sprint. With 700 to go, waiting was too much for Vince.(Call AMI for that premature problem Vince!) I figured it wasn't going to last, but the big 30m gap opening up made a chase somewhat an urgent matter. Almost within reach at the 200 mark i started to run out of steam, thankfully Forgey went past a little early (unwittingly serving up a great tow) . Lunging at Vince in the last few metres, and the sound of Nev's wheels looming up to my right, at 52km/h all went quite blurry on the line. The gentlemans agreement was a three way tie (may need some photo-finish equipment for future rides) 33.8av Another packed house at the Butterfactory, lots of laughs, serious discussion and technical tips to boot.
Volunteered for duty at the 250/9/2 (or 500/18/4) Tri on Sunday, many familiar faces having a go (in perfect weather). Greendawg, Danny, Kylie, Grasshopper, Choppy, Goose & Jo performing superbly on this tough discipline. Hilly took the honours, Danny a great 2nd spot. One can only guess at the mental strength it takes to finish a 3.8/180/42 Ironman distance! Great to see an inspired effort by the young ones too, some future stars for sure.
Down to 12 degrees at 5.55 Monday morning. Only Meags, Cougs & i for the P&W lap (others keen to tough it out time trialing) Great steady turns by the quick chicks, despite the niggling southwester. The TT brigade passed after Channel Rd, Shirms with us for a bit, recovering from being shot out the back by Eggy and Nev horsepower. Our little trio soldiered on with wind freshening, Cats reeled us in near Archer, but passing with courtesy and commonsense. A 32.4 average at the finish, great work for just 3.
A different route late Monday arvo, although hard to dig up the motivation with the west-south-west blowing at 20. Nike's slogan repeated inside the head (knowing i'd feel better for slogging out a solo effort) but there was a fair bit of mental reluctance. Headed to Mooroopna in the low 30's and was rapidly rounded up by Matty doing mid 40's! (oh, hang on, he was riding a Commodore!) Turned down Toolamba Rd, then west to Tatura, telling myself it would get easy homeward (ha ha, the power of suggestion) Turned north onto Undera Rd, not a bad stretch of tarmac (three flattened snakes though) with the wind pushing from the left. Blinked and missed the metropolis of Gillieston, crossed the Kyabram Rd and up to negotiate peak hour at Undera. A 130 degree turn at the pub (mmm...a beer would have been heaven) right onto Echuca- Mooroopna Rd and had the breeze pushing from the right (and i thought i'd get a tail wind somewhere!) Flattened turtles now, flattened muscles too, trying to retain some tempo. Finally back to civilisation (sprung Jamie & Sean westward into Mooroopna) after negotiating daydreaming pedestrians on the bike track, 60k in the bank at 34. Dinner consumed with gusto.
Great to have Steve back with the Couldabeens Tuesday morning, Gav too back from holiday. Rob, Vince and Daniel halted talk with bursts of speed in Channel and Boundary (despite a headwind to the contrary), decent calls on traffic from the back looked after the group of 16. A good steady lap as always. We may have left a minute late, (did the felines leave a little early?) but the Cats had slowly closed the gap (maybe due to our commonsense at a couple of intersections, but well worth our self preservation) and passed only in the last half k. Vince unwilling to allow them success, bolted in the last 70 metres taking a solid and defying victory for the team. 34.8 worth noting.
Only 8 turned up for hospital bunch duty Tuesday arvo, maybe the 24k south west breeze had frightened a few away? Never fear, a magnet seems to attract others out the road, we were soon joined by Mitch, Steve, Brendan and the usual challengers. Shirms and company latched on near the kennels to take attendance up to 17, I had little draft (but good company) with little Trev ahead of me. Gools & Norm were added in Old Dookie Rd, effort added in Boundary Rd with a tough breeze oncoming. Copped a blast and a close shave with a passing Pajero, no calls of car back was piss poor. (take note tail enders, there's always a big responsibility to look back and look after others, particularly with a bunch stacked up the road) Some of the shortest turns on record on the front tonight, but rhythm returned in River Rd. Bomber and Birchy had the sledges firing to keep us amused, thankfully a smooth transition into Euroa Rd then Mitchell with favourably light traffic. With 3k to go in Raftery, many went missing from frontal duty, mind you Nath, Mitch, Bomber & co set a high standard. There was little muscular incentive tonight, 55.5km/h only good for 4th against Mitch's victory, Birchy's 2nd and the suprise attack in the dying moments by Brendan (hadn't he scored the ace tow) 34.2 for the 42k's was decent considering the gusts of 35km/h.
Little sleep overnight for some reason, woke at 4, thoughts lighting up the neural activity. Out of frustration got up and had breakfast, but as a creature of habit, the bike beckoned. Took a gamble some of the P&W's would be on an early mission at Ford Rd (Cougs on a well deserved sleep-in with the Oppy in service) and rest assured, HWK, Stace, Fee & the Fox were there. I was the only one in knicks (all others sensibly in 3/4's) and the only one with standard road bars, but as always, was warmly welcomed into the fold. Temperature hadn't reached 10 but at least there was little wind to deal with. HWK's classic 4 spoke Spinergy's hummed along, harmonising with the crickets, an enjoyable and brisk pace for the 25k back to the SPC start. A late call of 'truck right' at Doyles roundabout (difficult to see oncoming vehicles with trees and fencing obstructing) caught Fee by suprise, locked a wheel and glanced off Fox's wheel to plaster herself on the road. Thankfully, no injuries, scratches, scrapes or mechanical inflictions, Fee was dubbed Ninja Box thereafter! Met up with Chops, Grasshopper, Minto, Meags, Guysy and Chaddy at the 6am start, all but Meags were on for a TT though. Just Stace, Fee, Meags, HWK and I opted for the standard menu, rolling out under a full moon to put 30 under the belt. The TT's weren't seen till we'd crossed Melbourne Rd (and were appropriately sledged for dragging the chain) us 5 completing the 25 and 30 at 32.7 & 32.5 repectively before 7, before the Cats and before the train.
It's not two weeks into February and the 3/4 knicks come out of hibernation already! Only 10 degrees, but 20 Couldabeens fronted up Thursday morning, Matty was motivated to get out of bed, a special guest appearance from Nev too. The cool Cougs (bare arms, standard knicks) fired off the first leg in great form, Vince & Rob did their cardio session on the front further out, Greendog & Goose would have paid anything for gloves, Daniels legs were glowing on the 38/16 at 40. We've been short changed for 2012, this time last year it was 18 degrees. Anyway, a great turn out made all worthwhile, down Boundary and into Mitchell at a decent rate, shame a few drivers can't operate headlights when the sun hasn't even risen. We picked up Glenn just after the chicane (a puncture leaving home had him miss the start), the obligatory stop at Euroa Rd then homeward, double time today. All got lively in Conrod straight, with 350 to go i hit the front with the tenacious Temple, and thought it high time the sprinters all needed to work for their breakfast. Gunned it to 52 but couldn't hold it for long, the reality of Rob Nev and Vince winding up behind took over to demote me to 4th. Quite pleased with 35.7, great to have the whole team finish together, victorious over felines and locomotives.
10 at the library Thursday arvo, all chicken to head up front with Robbo, so i joined him, he doesn't bite (just a nice guy with a fast reputation) A freshening northwesterly to contend with, Robbo took us up to Wanganui in the high 30's, (and i'm silly enough to take the first leg, all 3.7k of it!) All other turns much shorter, good to get a draft to recover. The usual rogues joined up throughout the course, an easy eastward leg to the emu with the wind behind. Conversation had shuffled the deck a bit, the aromatic one half wheeling Robbo up front....bad career move, quick way to get your legs torn off! Driven into the wind to 38, and between gasps for mercy, he was allowed to roll over. Normal play was resumed soon after the Church, we picked up Trev, Laura & Nath in the straight to the toaster. A little variation in speed (dependant on ability of those on the front) helped most regain breath and composure, but windy again southward on Boundary Rd. Another deviation via River Rd, mid 30's the task, taking the lead again for the last half k, then the turn south. Picked up the pace for the leg to Mitchell Rd, intent on serving up a little more to the pungent one (now with me....or trying to be) All settled back to normal duties for the return to town, of course speed elevating in the closing stages. The speedo didnt drop below 48 for the last 2k, Mitch left to drive the big red car with 800 to go (gave a huge effort but was a burnt offering with a 100 left.) Robbo stepped on the gas to take No1, Bomber went with him for 2nd, my old engine wouldn't go over 54.5 but held 3rd. A fairly hot average of 36.3, keen to fill up the tank with dinner.
A good conclusion to 7 days with a dose of P&W family for 30k's. Choppy, Stace, Grasshopper, Tommygun, Cougs, Nico and Guysy as fine company to tap out the course. Jeramy hooked on the rear but kept silent. Just 22 days left till IMNZ, the training peaking tomorrow with a huge bike swim, bike, run in preparation., a welcome taper for a few weeks for the tough nuts who've entered. Tommy's back on the bike after a fair lay off, Chops recovering from intense footy training last night, but Grasshopper back to previous fine form. A great steady pace for the circuit, no sign of TT devotees today, just the 51 train passing respectfully after Roubaix corner.A smooth ramp up of speed in the closing stages, Stace powering past Grasshopper for a win, Cougs on a great roll for 3rd. 33.5 to wind up a big but highly enjoyable week.
Week 6 494km 18,228 calories (2,441 Savoy biscuits / 38 boxes) at 33.9 km/h average.
In matters of self control, as we shall see again and again, speed kills, but a little friction can save lives"
Volunteered for duty at the 250/9/2 (or 500/18/4) Tri on Sunday, many familiar faces having a go (in perfect weather). Greendawg, Danny, Kylie, Grasshopper, Choppy, Goose & Jo performing superbly on this tough discipline. Hilly took the honours, Danny a great 2nd spot. One can only guess at the mental strength it takes to finish a 3.8/180/42 Ironman distance! Great to see an inspired effort by the young ones too, some future stars for sure.
Down to 12 degrees at 5.55 Monday morning. Only Meags, Cougs & i for the P&W lap (others keen to tough it out time trialing) Great steady turns by the quick chicks, despite the niggling southwester. The TT brigade passed after Channel Rd, Shirms with us for a bit, recovering from being shot out the back by Eggy and Nev horsepower. Our little trio soldiered on with wind freshening, Cats reeled us in near Archer, but passing with courtesy and commonsense. A 32.4 average at the finish, great work for just 3.
A different route late Monday arvo, although hard to dig up the motivation with the west-south-west blowing at 20. Nike's slogan repeated inside the head (knowing i'd feel better for slogging out a solo effort) but there was a fair bit of mental reluctance. Headed to Mooroopna in the low 30's and was rapidly rounded up by Matty doing mid 40's! (oh, hang on, he was riding a Commodore!) Turned down Toolamba Rd, then west to Tatura, telling myself it would get easy homeward (ha ha, the power of suggestion) Turned north onto Undera Rd, not a bad stretch of tarmac (three flattened snakes though) with the wind pushing from the left. Blinked and missed the metropolis of Gillieston, crossed the Kyabram Rd and up to negotiate peak hour at Undera. A 130 degree turn at the pub (mmm...a beer would have been heaven) right onto Echuca- Mooroopna Rd and had the breeze pushing from the right (and i thought i'd get a tail wind somewhere!) Flattened turtles now, flattened muscles too, trying to retain some tempo. Finally back to civilisation (sprung Jamie & Sean westward into Mooroopna) after negotiating daydreaming pedestrians on the bike track, 60k in the bank at 34. Dinner consumed with gusto.
Great to have Steve back with the Couldabeens Tuesday morning, Gav too back from holiday. Rob, Vince and Daniel halted talk with bursts of speed in Channel and Boundary (despite a headwind to the contrary), decent calls on traffic from the back looked after the group of 16. A good steady lap as always. We may have left a minute late, (did the felines leave a little early?) but the Cats had slowly closed the gap (maybe due to our commonsense at a couple of intersections, but well worth our self preservation) and passed only in the last half k. Vince unwilling to allow them success, bolted in the last 70 metres taking a solid and defying victory for the team. 34.8 worth noting.
Only 8 turned up for hospital bunch duty Tuesday arvo, maybe the 24k south west breeze had frightened a few away? Never fear, a magnet seems to attract others out the road, we were soon joined by Mitch, Steve, Brendan and the usual challengers. Shirms and company latched on near the kennels to take attendance up to 17, I had little draft (but good company) with little Trev ahead of me. Gools & Norm were added in Old Dookie Rd, effort added in Boundary Rd with a tough breeze oncoming. Copped a blast and a close shave with a passing Pajero, no calls of car back was piss poor. (take note tail enders, there's always a big responsibility to look back and look after others, particularly with a bunch stacked up the road) Some of the shortest turns on record on the front tonight, but rhythm returned in River Rd. Bomber and Birchy had the sledges firing to keep us amused, thankfully a smooth transition into Euroa Rd then Mitchell with favourably light traffic. With 3k to go in Raftery, many went missing from frontal duty, mind you Nath, Mitch, Bomber & co set a high standard. There was little muscular incentive tonight, 55.5km/h only good for 4th against Mitch's victory, Birchy's 2nd and the suprise attack in the dying moments by Brendan (hadn't he scored the ace tow) 34.2 for the 42k's was decent considering the gusts of 35km/h.
Little sleep overnight for some reason, woke at 4, thoughts lighting up the neural activity. Out of frustration got up and had breakfast, but as a creature of habit, the bike beckoned. Took a gamble some of the P&W's would be on an early mission at Ford Rd (Cougs on a well deserved sleep-in with the Oppy in service) and rest assured, HWK, Stace, Fee & the Fox were there. I was the only one in knicks (all others sensibly in 3/4's) and the only one with standard road bars, but as always, was warmly welcomed into the fold. Temperature hadn't reached 10 but at least there was little wind to deal with. HWK's classic 4 spoke Spinergy's hummed along, harmonising with the crickets, an enjoyable and brisk pace for the 25k back to the SPC start. A late call of 'truck right' at Doyles roundabout (difficult to see oncoming vehicles with trees and fencing obstructing) caught Fee by suprise, locked a wheel and glanced off Fox's wheel to plaster herself on the road. Thankfully, no injuries, scratches, scrapes or mechanical inflictions, Fee was dubbed Ninja Box thereafter! Met up with Chops, Grasshopper, Minto, Meags, Guysy and Chaddy at the 6am start, all but Meags were on for a TT though. Just Stace, Fee, Meags, HWK and I opted for the standard menu, rolling out under a full moon to put 30 under the belt. The TT's weren't seen till we'd crossed Melbourne Rd (and were appropriately sledged for dragging the chain) us 5 completing the 25 and 30 at 32.7 & 32.5 repectively before 7, before the Cats and before the train.
It's not two weeks into February and the 3/4 knicks come out of hibernation already! Only 10 degrees, but 20 Couldabeens fronted up Thursday morning, Matty was motivated to get out of bed, a special guest appearance from Nev too. The cool Cougs (bare arms, standard knicks) fired off the first leg in great form, Vince & Rob did their cardio session on the front further out, Greendog & Goose would have paid anything for gloves, Daniels legs were glowing on the 38/16 at 40. We've been short changed for 2012, this time last year it was 18 degrees. Anyway, a great turn out made all worthwhile, down Boundary and into Mitchell at a decent rate, shame a few drivers can't operate headlights when the sun hasn't even risen. We picked up Glenn just after the chicane (a puncture leaving home had him miss the start), the obligatory stop at Euroa Rd then homeward, double time today. All got lively in Conrod straight, with 350 to go i hit the front with the tenacious Temple, and thought it high time the sprinters all needed to work for their breakfast. Gunned it to 52 but couldn't hold it for long, the reality of Rob Nev and Vince winding up behind took over to demote me to 4th. Quite pleased with 35.7, great to have the whole team finish together, victorious over felines and locomotives.
10 at the library Thursday arvo, all chicken to head up front with Robbo, so i joined him, he doesn't bite (just a nice guy with a fast reputation) A freshening northwesterly to contend with, Robbo took us up to Wanganui in the high 30's, (and i'm silly enough to take the first leg, all 3.7k of it!) All other turns much shorter, good to get a draft to recover. The usual rogues joined up throughout the course, an easy eastward leg to the emu with the wind behind. Conversation had shuffled the deck a bit, the aromatic one half wheeling Robbo up front....bad career move, quick way to get your legs torn off! Driven into the wind to 38, and between gasps for mercy, he was allowed to roll over. Normal play was resumed soon after the Church, we picked up Trev, Laura & Nath in the straight to the toaster. A little variation in speed (dependant on ability of those on the front) helped most regain breath and composure, but windy again southward on Boundary Rd. Another deviation via River Rd, mid 30's the task, taking the lead again for the last half k, then the turn south. Picked up the pace for the leg to Mitchell Rd, intent on serving up a little more to the pungent one (now with me....or trying to be) All settled back to normal duties for the return to town, of course speed elevating in the closing stages. The speedo didnt drop below 48 for the last 2k, Mitch left to drive the big red car with 800 to go (gave a huge effort but was a burnt offering with a 100 left.) Robbo stepped on the gas to take No1, Bomber went with him for 2nd, my old engine wouldn't go over 54.5 but held 3rd. A fairly hot average of 36.3, keen to fill up the tank with dinner.
A good conclusion to 7 days with a dose of P&W family for 30k's. Choppy, Stace, Grasshopper, Tommygun, Cougs, Nico and Guysy as fine company to tap out the course. Jeramy hooked on the rear but kept silent. Just 22 days left till IMNZ, the training peaking tomorrow with a huge bike swim, bike, run in preparation., a welcome taper for a few weeks for the tough nuts who've entered. Tommy's back on the bike after a fair lay off, Chops recovering from intense footy training last night, but Grasshopper back to previous fine form. A great steady pace for the circuit, no sign of TT devotees today, just the 51 train passing respectfully after Roubaix corner.A smooth ramp up of speed in the closing stages, Stace powering past Grasshopper for a win, Cougs on a great roll for 3rd. 33.5 to wind up a big but highly enjoyable week.
Week 6 494km 18,228 calories (2,441 Savoy biscuits / 38 boxes) at 33.9 km/h average.
In matters of self control, as we shall see again and again, speed kills, but a little friction can save lives"
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Week 5
U.S. author Fran Lebowitz once said "Life is something to do when you can't sleep". Because i couldn't, i did.
Kit up and roll out an early lap Saturday before the regular circuit, that is. An almost muggy morning, sunrise tinting the sky from pink to orange and a warm north easter to push into. Just a 25k rectangle before the 7am OC departure, maybe the stars had aligned correctly 'cause i found good speed unusually easy (suprise multiplied by success = motivation, the equation) funny how effort can double when everything clicks. A hint of assistance by breeze compounded the push, touching 40 for a bit whilst southbound, quick wave to Trev, Laura, Dalton & co near the pub, then hightail down Channel Rd. Very satisfied with a 36.1av, buying resonable time for muscles to recover before the next (longer) lap. A good selection of OC's rolled away at 7 with an 'on-time' Nev and long time missing Paul, Dave joining on a k out. The concerted effort for caution at Euroa Rd was duley noted and applauded, even the Cats were more cohesive today (not the regular feline fragmentation). A fair drive into the wind up Boundary Rd, special driving commendation to Hoffy & Cougs in the most exposed section. We approached a pair of slower roadies near the railway rumble strips, but one deviated a litlle looking back, Paul squeezed a brake, Steve hit his wheel and things went quickly pear shaped. Steve shouldered the deck (elbow taking the initial blow) bike burst a tyre and totalled a rear wheel, leaving me a metre to stop while travelling at 8.3 metres/sec. The negative mathematics dragged a bit of bark off my left knee, but Steve held a shoulder in a lot of discomfort and had a fair chunk out of an elbow. (thankfully later x-rays revealed no breaks) Prangs are just part of riding these two wheeled contraptions, thankfully serious injury was avoided. We had a decent pause for Steve's lift home, a somewhat cautious restart with much pondering and postulation. A proper stop at Numurkah Rd then the regular build up of pace to Rudd Rd. Nev happy to drive the engine then sit back to watch the show, Dave took the chocolates (great effort after 30k prior to this 45 loop) , Daniel 2nd and Kel 3rd. A 33.8 average (possibly skewed by the crash) Enthused discussion at the Butterfactory (a brownie consumed for tissue regenerative purposes only) rounding off an action packed morning.
Just a touch stiff in the knee Sunday morning so shelved an intended Lake group ride, a sensible 20k lap with Cougs and a caffine finale most fitting. Rain spelled a sleep-in on Monday morning, even showers in the afternoon prevented a ride. No harm in a day off, will just have to brush the cobwebs off the wheels.
Tuesday morning turned cold, was a bit low on spark too, so a gentle 25k to free up the rust in the joints was a good tonic. Felt good by afternoon but the blustering from the south was going to make some muscles work with the hospital group. Procrastinated prior, but a big cup of HTFU drove me to the start. Axel, Clive, Nath, Trev, Scott & Dave were brave enough to front up, Brendan and Birchy out the road too. The southerly (blowing at 37 with gusts to 55) had us rotating clockwise to the Emu, then track turns into the tough stuff, holding high 20's to low 30's. Rob D joined on, then spotted Lloyd on his TT northbound (minus helmet the silly bugger) in Boundary. A group consensus took us down River Rd where Birchy then Rob just slowly rode away into the distance (too fit). Us mortals stuck together for the torture (eased in Euroa Rd to regroup for a suffering Scott) and soldiered on in Mitchell Rd. A kilometre into Raftery Rd the wind was almost behind, but nobody came to the front for duty with me (mmm...a deodorant issue?). Picked up the pace as payback (resigned to the fact of a likely belting from Nathan though) holding it above 44 for the last 2km. Saw Nath's shadow in the final straight for a bit, then it slipped away, so kept tapping away. With 50 metres left, the young monkey spooled up the cadence and pipped me on the line (should have known...never ease up near the end) Pleased with a 33 average in the conditions, good to roll into town with the group, listening to another remarkable story (that so many can to tell) that revolves around a bike.
After last nights effort, good to ride a circuit at a slightly calmer pace with Cougs, but winter had returned with a miserable 11 degrees (drag out the base layer and arm warmers again!) The P&WTT had already shot beyond Channel Rd, poor Meags on her pat malone near the pub had us feeling guilty. A well sized Cattery followed a k later, Area 51 (in two packs) came from the toaster and down to Boundary soon after. A good ride, considerate drivers too were quite refreshing...not as fresh as the southerly though!
With new pair of Fortezza's (5800k's on the last pair - 2 punctures and one small tyre cut wasn't a bad run) and a new chain (just over 7000k use till the guage said trash it) I headed to the Couldabeens for a Thursday thrash. A good congregation (just 8 on Tuesday i'm told) of 16 rolled slowly out allowing a latecomer to catch on. After just a couple of months with us, Nick & Jason fit comfortably in. Nathan jumped on near the kinder as many pondered ways to motivate Matt to the start line (missing in action again) but thoughts quickly turned to the speed of spin doctors Rob & Daniel on the front nearing Boundary Rd, quite the flurry of feet. Enjoyed a silky smooth DuraAce change with the new chain (yes, 'ol Foss does occasionally change cogs!) even though the wind was against us whilst southbound. Bo & Kel stayed for the full circuit and revelled in all action in the final 300 metres. Vince did the jump, Greendog just jumped into neutral (or had he borrowed Bo's book?) , Nathan diplomatic, Bo protested a box in, Rob (of course) took the spoils of victory, but we all won with Cats pipped on the line. Coug's slung a great sledge to the felines, and we all got a cheerful honk from train driver Glen (himself a rider) to finish off a great ride at 33.9.
Quite a turnout at the library at 6pm. Dave's putting in lots of k's (with resulting performance) Robbo attending to keep us on our toes and out of the saddle, Trev, Nath, Axel, Dalton, Scott....all the usual characters, rogues and villans (and a couple of mobile chicanes we should all be wary of) Picked up several on the journey east to the Emu.....Mitch and Bomber in Ford Rd, Gools, Kev and little sprinter 2km later, Steve too touring solo. The 15k westerly made easy work of getting to the turn south, thereafter work was to be done. Dave had an itch for action soon after the Toaster (talk about premature!) but managed to contain himself. All fair sailing for the southern leg, saw someone scooting down Channel, and spied Col northbound solo. River Rd was the chosen course again (not my favourite, but status quo rules) Big guns Mitch, Robbo, Bomber and company kept the pace on into the breeze. A car appeared from nowhere at the Euroa Rd turn causing a breif split, then a passing truck caused a little mayhem at the Mitchell Rd turn. (not liking the River Rd diversion much tonight). All settled though for the remainder of the westward leg, but Dave couldn't resist the need for speed just shy of Mt Nicolaci, a brave solo breakaway was launched, but as the saying goes...fleeing is futile, Melbourne Rd was as far as it got. Lots were edgy in the last 3k, mid 40's in the job description, and I got very lucky in the last 800 metres with a perfect sit, 4th wheel on the right side. There's nothing like having Robbo's wheel in the closing stages (albeit with the guns of Mitch, Nath, Bomber and co bearing down behind), I scored the lead with 75 to go and dug deep into the hurt file to get to 57. Mitch's wheel was homing in close beside me but the finish line came in the nick of time to scrape in first. A 35.6 av reward for all and a comfortable 16 degree roll through town to cool down.
A great P&W family reunion Friday am, the established clan of Fox, Chops, Ayto, Fee, Meags, HWK, Stace, Cougs, Sootie, Hayles, Princess and (occasional attendee) Jonesy rolled out for the 30k loop. Suprised to see fog laying on some paddocks (insn't it February?), great to catch up with those full into IMNZ training, belting out the massive k's on bike, foot and in water. A crook call at the highway split the bunch, but the family bond ensured an instant regroup. An uneventful tour south then west, but another misjudged call at Melbourne Rd split us again. All reformed for roubaix corner and the homward leg, the Area 51 train hammered past with
but a good weeks' end rolling over the tracks, beating the train by 5 minutes. Week 5 = 389km 14,354 calories (717 capsicums) 33.1km/h average. YTD 1964k
"Everyone hears what you say, friends listen to what you say, best friends listen to what you don't say"
Kit up and roll out an early lap Saturday before the regular circuit, that is. An almost muggy morning, sunrise tinting the sky from pink to orange and a warm north easter to push into. Just a 25k rectangle before the 7am OC departure, maybe the stars had aligned correctly 'cause i found good speed unusually easy (suprise multiplied by success = motivation, the equation) funny how effort can double when everything clicks. A hint of assistance by breeze compounded the push, touching 40 for a bit whilst southbound, quick wave to Trev, Laura, Dalton & co near the pub, then hightail down Channel Rd. Very satisfied with a 36.1av, buying resonable time for muscles to recover before the next (longer) lap. A good selection of OC's rolled away at 7 with an 'on-time' Nev and long time missing Paul, Dave joining on a k out. The concerted effort for caution at Euroa Rd was duley noted and applauded, even the Cats were more cohesive today (not the regular feline fragmentation). A fair drive into the wind up Boundary Rd, special driving commendation to Hoffy & Cougs in the most exposed section. We approached a pair of slower roadies near the railway rumble strips, but one deviated a litlle looking back, Paul squeezed a brake, Steve hit his wheel and things went quickly pear shaped. Steve shouldered the deck (elbow taking the initial blow) bike burst a tyre and totalled a rear wheel, leaving me a metre to stop while travelling at 8.3 metres/sec. The negative mathematics dragged a bit of bark off my left knee, but Steve held a shoulder in a lot of discomfort and had a fair chunk out of an elbow. (thankfully later x-rays revealed no breaks) Prangs are just part of riding these two wheeled contraptions, thankfully serious injury was avoided. We had a decent pause for Steve's lift home, a somewhat cautious restart with much pondering and postulation. A proper stop at Numurkah Rd then the regular build up of pace to Rudd Rd. Nev happy to drive the engine then sit back to watch the show, Dave took the chocolates (great effort after 30k prior to this 45 loop) , Daniel 2nd and Kel 3rd. A 33.8 average (possibly skewed by the crash) Enthused discussion at the Butterfactory (a brownie consumed for tissue regenerative purposes only) rounding off an action packed morning.
Just a touch stiff in the knee Sunday morning so shelved an intended Lake group ride, a sensible 20k lap with Cougs and a caffine finale most fitting. Rain spelled a sleep-in on Monday morning, even showers in the afternoon prevented a ride. No harm in a day off, will just have to brush the cobwebs off the wheels.
Tuesday morning turned cold, was a bit low on spark too, so a gentle 25k to free up the rust in the joints was a good tonic. Felt good by afternoon but the blustering from the south was going to make some muscles work with the hospital group. Procrastinated prior, but a big cup of HTFU drove me to the start. Axel, Clive, Nath, Trev, Scott & Dave were brave enough to front up, Brendan and Birchy out the road too. The southerly (blowing at 37 with gusts to 55) had us rotating clockwise to the Emu, then track turns into the tough stuff, holding high 20's to low 30's. Rob D joined on, then spotted Lloyd on his TT northbound (minus helmet the silly bugger) in Boundary. A group consensus took us down River Rd where Birchy then Rob just slowly rode away into the distance (too fit). Us mortals stuck together for the torture (eased in Euroa Rd to regroup for a suffering Scott) and soldiered on in Mitchell Rd. A kilometre into Raftery Rd the wind was almost behind, but nobody came to the front for duty with me (mmm...a deodorant issue?). Picked up the pace as payback (resigned to the fact of a likely belting from Nathan though) holding it above 44 for the last 2km. Saw Nath's shadow in the final straight for a bit, then it slipped away, so kept tapping away. With 50 metres left, the young monkey spooled up the cadence and pipped me on the line (should have known...never ease up near the end) Pleased with a 33 average in the conditions, good to roll into town with the group, listening to another remarkable story (that so many can to tell) that revolves around a bike.
After last nights effort, good to ride a circuit at a slightly calmer pace with Cougs, but winter had returned with a miserable 11 degrees (drag out the base layer and arm warmers again!) The P&WTT had already shot beyond Channel Rd, poor Meags on her pat malone near the pub had us feeling guilty. A well sized Cattery followed a k later, Area 51 (in two packs) came from the toaster and down to Boundary soon after. A good ride, considerate drivers too were quite refreshing...not as fresh as the southerly though!
With new pair of Fortezza's (5800k's on the last pair - 2 punctures and one small tyre cut wasn't a bad run) and a new chain (just over 7000k use till the guage said trash it) I headed to the Couldabeens for a Thursday thrash. A good congregation (just 8 on Tuesday i'm told) of 16 rolled slowly out allowing a latecomer to catch on. After just a couple of months with us, Nick & Jason fit comfortably in. Nathan jumped on near the kinder as many pondered ways to motivate Matt to the start line (missing in action again) but thoughts quickly turned to the speed of spin doctors Rob & Daniel on the front nearing Boundary Rd, quite the flurry of feet. Enjoyed a silky smooth DuraAce change with the new chain (yes, 'ol Foss does occasionally change cogs!) even though the wind was against us whilst southbound. Bo & Kel stayed for the full circuit and revelled in all action in the final 300 metres. Vince did the jump, Greendog just jumped into neutral (or had he borrowed Bo's book?) , Nathan diplomatic, Bo protested a box in, Rob (of course) took the spoils of victory, but we all won with Cats pipped on the line. Coug's slung a great sledge to the felines, and we all got a cheerful honk from train driver Glen (himself a rider) to finish off a great ride at 33.9.
Quite a turnout at the library at 6pm. Dave's putting in lots of k's (with resulting performance) Robbo attending to keep us on our toes and out of the saddle, Trev, Nath, Axel, Dalton, Scott....all the usual characters, rogues and villans (and a couple of mobile chicanes we should all be wary of) Picked up several on the journey east to the Emu.....Mitch and Bomber in Ford Rd, Gools, Kev and little sprinter 2km later, Steve too touring solo. The 15k westerly made easy work of getting to the turn south, thereafter work was to be done. Dave had an itch for action soon after the Toaster (talk about premature!) but managed to contain himself. All fair sailing for the southern leg, saw someone scooting down Channel, and spied Col northbound solo. River Rd was the chosen course again (not my favourite, but status quo rules) Big guns Mitch, Robbo, Bomber and company kept the pace on into the breeze. A car appeared from nowhere at the Euroa Rd turn causing a breif split, then a passing truck caused a little mayhem at the Mitchell Rd turn. (not liking the River Rd diversion much tonight). All settled though for the remainder of the westward leg, but Dave couldn't resist the need for speed just shy of Mt Nicolaci, a brave solo breakaway was launched, but as the saying goes...fleeing is futile, Melbourne Rd was as far as it got. Lots were edgy in the last 3k, mid 40's in the job description, and I got very lucky in the last 800 metres with a perfect sit, 4th wheel on the right side. There's nothing like having Robbo's wheel in the closing stages (albeit with the guns of Mitch, Nath, Bomber and co bearing down behind), I scored the lead with 75 to go and dug deep into the hurt file to get to 57. Mitch's wheel was homing in close beside me but the finish line came in the nick of time to scrape in first. A 35.6 av reward for all and a comfortable 16 degree roll through town to cool down.
A great P&W family reunion Friday am, the established clan of Fox, Chops, Ayto, Fee, Meags, HWK, Stace, Cougs, Sootie, Hayles, Princess and (occasional attendee) Jonesy rolled out for the 30k loop. Suprised to see fog laying on some paddocks (insn't it February?), great to catch up with those full into IMNZ training, belting out the massive k's on bike, foot and in water. A crook call at the highway split the bunch, but the family bond ensured an instant regroup. An uneventful tour south then west, but another misjudged call at Melbourne Rd split us again. All reformed for roubaix corner and the homward leg, the Area 51 train hammered past with
but a good weeks' end rolling over the tracks, beating the train by 5 minutes. Week 5 = 389km 14,354 calories (717 capsicums) 33.1km/h average. YTD 1964k
"Everyone hears what you say, friends listen to what you say, best friends listen to what you don't say"
Friday, January 27, 2012
Week 4
The best summer weather, 16 degrees overnight and low thirties predicted, just a puff of south east breeze. Perfect to ride. Quite a few of the regulars missing this Saturday morning.... Bo & Kel celebrating a wedding anniversary, Daniel san working, Norm shifting son and daughter (amongst some of the apologies). The OC's lacked a little quantity but made it up in quality with Temple, Graham, Hoffy, Vince, Steve, Cougs, JB , Ryan and Chris taking on the 40k's. The usual sighting of Cats (with a few entrenched insurgents) in Mitchell Rd, our crew quite smoothly handling the reduced numbers, stacking nicely against the breeze. As always a good variety of discussions for our journey, the essential laughs too, a few groups normally spotted were missing today. Considerate speed at corners and intersections kept the bunch tight all the way to Wanganui, Vince's enthusiasm on the front at the Rudd Rd turn instantly elected him as sacrificial lamb, bearing the brunt of slicing the breeze for all single filing behind. A waiting game was played for a hundred metres till Ryan bolted, i just managed to score his draft for a bit to leapfrog to the line, Vince 3rd, Cougs a well earned 4th. All windows of the Butterfactory lined with bikes for the regular infusion of coffee and conversation. Much discussion held on the responsibilities at intersections in light of recent observations by the highway patrol, all agreeing a concerted effort be made if merely to avoid the 3 demerits and associated dollars.
Sunday indulged in a sleep-in, a decent workout on the x-box though with my boys!
A noticable trend of two groups assembling near SPC lately, factions of speed and social integration? The P&W regulars departed at 5 to Monday morning as usual, Sootie, Fox, Meags, Fee, Princess, Cougs, HWK, Stace and Grasshopper making up a good team and tempo. Passed the Eggman in Boundary Rd cruising, awaiting the imminent arrival of the locker to dish out a touch-up? Several P&W's had clocked up an earlier 35k, their effort and dedication to the IMNZ is so inspiring. (so much work for a sub 15 hr effort one day in March) Favourable conditions again both south and westbound, good for all to have a go in the drivers seat. Princess enjoying the Felt TT, stretching it out on Mt Nicolaci, but twas a team finish into the mid 40's to score a 35.8
Set off Monday arvo for a head therapy ride, a brisk & baking northeaster (@24km/h) dictated direction. Decided to head north (in the hope of some assistance home) so set course for the big lights of Bunbartha and beyond on the C358. With two bidons on board the turn homeward was decided on when one dried up. It was 28k's out (and beyond the urban sprawl of Kaarimba) that i u turned south, the hot wind unrelenting and of less help than predicted. Lots of thistle and weed crops out this way to set a dry & dusty desert theme. Set a target speed to strive to for the return which became quite optomistic as the k's went by, even the few dips and small peaks of the Nathalia Rd tested the stamina. The last of the electrolytes ran out with the city in sight, happy to record 33.6 in 32 degrees for 60 odd clicks.
Tuesdays Couldabeens roll call totalled 16, yet another warm summers' morning with a breeze to favour our course. Interesting to take note of the give ways and stop signs after recent concerns and discussion, putting into practice what was preached not such a difficult task (and a chance to draw extra breath) and of no consequence to the lap time. The highly skilled (yet most un-assuming) Chris A was on board today, all were in the high 30's / low 40's westward, the course finished at 35.8av with Rob and Gav at the pointy end.
Took a break from the hospital group Tuesday night, a suspect chinese restaurant feed played gastric grief as pennance for missing a tour.
Was happy to coincide a recovery ride with last nights digestion, Cougs, Norm & i rolling over turns on a 25k loop. The P&W TT had added HWK & Stace as participants today, just 3 behind taking the usual course and tempo. Got the odd grunt from the oncoming Cats, at least had good company for a considerate 25k's.
Thursday's holiday had a longer Couldabeens lap at 7 planned, but eyeballs opened as usual bang on 4.45. Resistance was futile, the usual breakfast and hit the road at 5.30 to roll off 35k. Out to the emu watching the sunrise, comfortable at 16 degrees with a light southerly, quiet too without traffic. Down to Boundary Rd i came across Steve F (on lap one of how many?) and into Channel where Jason was spied on an early solo. Back in town to the usual start ,15 discussed the lap of choice. An anti-clockwise toaster took the vote, Glenn and Steve setting a cracking pace. Just the first 4 k into the breeze along Raftery, not so challenging heading east. Funny how each rider has a unique style, almost an identifying signature at a distance. Lots of wheels humming in Boundary Rd with the wind behind and unusual to turn toward the toaster with this group (usually taking the shorter course to Lemnos Cosgrove Rd) A few reminders of direction needed to those not so familiar with the loop but it was good to break with usual distance tradition. Maintained a good pace back to town (long wait for traffic at Numurkah Rd) Rob's new jersey being the appropriate colour for a stage win, Daniel 2nd, Vince & Bo quick to cry foul of being boxed in! Really enjoyed a 2nd breakfast after a 90k total, an enthused jersey discussion too. A bonus recording a 34.1 average.
With most P&W's away on a training camp, chose a moderate lap with a few Couldabeens Friday morning. Vince (on a day off), Steve, Bo & Kel, Chris, Cougs and Norm lapped the usual lap but at restrained pace. Spied the Daniel & Temple spin doctors just before River Rd, and had the Cats round us up just after the Mitchell chicane, noticing the supercat/locker TT train beating all to the Euroa/Mitchell intersection. Nice to roll around the lap without bursting a head gasket, team intact. A gentle end to week 4.
Week 4 376km (y.t.d 1575) 13,874 calories (793 Salada biscuits) at 33.5 km/h aveage
"I have not failed. I have just found 10,000 ways that won't work" Thomas Edison
Sunday indulged in a sleep-in, a decent workout on the x-box though with my boys!
A noticable trend of two groups assembling near SPC lately, factions of speed and social integration? The P&W regulars departed at 5 to Monday morning as usual, Sootie, Fox, Meags, Fee, Princess, Cougs, HWK, Stace and Grasshopper making up a good team and tempo. Passed the Eggman in Boundary Rd cruising, awaiting the imminent arrival of the locker to dish out a touch-up? Several P&W's had clocked up an earlier 35k, their effort and dedication to the IMNZ is so inspiring. (so much work for a sub 15 hr effort one day in March) Favourable conditions again both south and westbound, good for all to have a go in the drivers seat. Princess enjoying the Felt TT, stretching it out on Mt Nicolaci, but twas a team finish into the mid 40's to score a 35.8
Set off Monday arvo for a head therapy ride, a brisk & baking northeaster (@24km/h) dictated direction. Decided to head north (in the hope of some assistance home) so set course for the big lights of Bunbartha and beyond on the C358. With two bidons on board the turn homeward was decided on when one dried up. It was 28k's out (and beyond the urban sprawl of Kaarimba) that i u turned south, the hot wind unrelenting and of less help than predicted. Lots of thistle and weed crops out this way to set a dry & dusty desert theme. Set a target speed to strive to for the return which became quite optomistic as the k's went by, even the few dips and small peaks of the Nathalia Rd tested the stamina. The last of the electrolytes ran out with the city in sight, happy to record 33.6 in 32 degrees for 60 odd clicks.
Tuesdays Couldabeens roll call totalled 16, yet another warm summers' morning with a breeze to favour our course. Interesting to take note of the give ways and stop signs after recent concerns and discussion, putting into practice what was preached not such a difficult task (and a chance to draw extra breath) and of no consequence to the lap time. The highly skilled (yet most un-assuming) Chris A was on board today, all were in the high 30's / low 40's westward, the course finished at 35.8av with Rob and Gav at the pointy end.
Took a break from the hospital group Tuesday night, a suspect chinese restaurant feed played gastric grief as pennance for missing a tour.
Was happy to coincide a recovery ride with last nights digestion, Cougs, Norm & i rolling over turns on a 25k loop. The P&W TT had added HWK & Stace as participants today, just 3 behind taking the usual course and tempo. Got the odd grunt from the oncoming Cats, at least had good company for a considerate 25k's.
Thursday's holiday had a longer Couldabeens lap at 7 planned, but eyeballs opened as usual bang on 4.45. Resistance was futile, the usual breakfast and hit the road at 5.30 to roll off 35k. Out to the emu watching the sunrise, comfortable at 16 degrees with a light southerly, quiet too without traffic. Down to Boundary Rd i came across Steve F (on lap one of how many?) and into Channel where Jason was spied on an early solo. Back in town to the usual start ,15 discussed the lap of choice. An anti-clockwise toaster took the vote, Glenn and Steve setting a cracking pace. Just the first 4 k into the breeze along Raftery, not so challenging heading east. Funny how each rider has a unique style, almost an identifying signature at a distance. Lots of wheels humming in Boundary Rd with the wind behind and unusual to turn toward the toaster with this group (usually taking the shorter course to Lemnos Cosgrove Rd) A few reminders of direction needed to those not so familiar with the loop but it was good to break with usual distance tradition. Maintained a good pace back to town (long wait for traffic at Numurkah Rd) Rob's new jersey being the appropriate colour for a stage win, Daniel 2nd, Vince & Bo quick to cry foul of being boxed in! Really enjoyed a 2nd breakfast after a 90k total, an enthused jersey discussion too. A bonus recording a 34.1 average.
With most P&W's away on a training camp, chose a moderate lap with a few Couldabeens Friday morning. Vince (on a day off), Steve, Bo & Kel, Chris, Cougs and Norm lapped the usual lap but at restrained pace. Spied the Daniel & Temple spin doctors just before River Rd, and had the Cats round us up just after the Mitchell chicane, noticing the supercat/locker TT train beating all to the Euroa/Mitchell intersection. Nice to roll around the lap without bursting a head gasket, team intact. A gentle end to week 4.
Week 4 376km (y.t.d 1575) 13,874 calories (793 Salada biscuits) at 33.5 km/h aveage
"I have not failed. I have just found 10,000 ways that won't work" Thomas Edison
Friday, January 20, 2012
Week 3
Cool again Saturday, just 13 degrees but the promise of a warm day was enough motivation to kit up. A southerly gave a bit of resistance on the way to the OC start, others began to assemble with 7am approaching.
JT on a rare visit with Adam (was an underage gig declared?) , Hoffy, Temple, Daniel, Bo & Kel....all the usual clan gathered (minus Steve with a bung toe), great to see Vince back on board, Meags returned for more too. 16 in total headed off with a little confusion at first, but got down to a proper rhythm soon after. A large contingent of Cats (with a sprinkling of Stasi?) already discharging 11 riders OTA near the dog-leg. Our bunch positioned well in Mitchell Rd, enjoyed the tail breeze in Boundary Rd too, hovering around the high 30's and into the 40's (a bit rapid for some) Time northbound flew quickly, a big dose of reality turning into Ford Rd, we were but tailwind heroes. Good communication from the back to reassemble the stretched bunch after the turn, homeward bound west with thoughts of caffine enthusing all. Nev wasn't sparing the horsepower but it was pleasing to have the bunch together till DECA. Adam took the spoils (though technically in the YC classification) Nev 2nd, Daniel a very credible 3rd. A few had opted for a calmer finish (including me), but all enjoyed the social intercourse after, a good sense of achievement with a 34.2 average.
Just 4 were parked at the Lake on Sunday. (a big difference from the 30 odd on a good day a few years back) Sprinter Brendan, Norm, Brian & Lance took on the 12km/h south easterly with little fuss. A consensus agreed on a Toolamba Loop (anti-clockwise) which evolved into a road surface road test. Patches on the patches out of Mooroopna, rough as hessian undies in Union Rd, super smooth hot mix in Euroa Rd. A steady roll around without heriocs seemed to be enjoyed by us all. (spied old Col heading west in Union, Tim and the Rocket in Raftery heading east.) Some learned words on diet, training and life in general from all over coffee, good to have Gav join in the chat too.
Turned up to the usual P&W start on Monday, a few different faces and a curious grouping at the back. (mmm....looks like some hurt was about to be inflicted amongst some today). Team Enjoyment formed quickly (Meags, Cougs, Tommy and i) and rolled away on the dot, others waited, i guess to chase. A very warm morning at 21 degrees, the northeaster slowly building from 15km/h to toll a bit of effort out Old Dookie, TTT rules single file applied. Nice at the turn to have the breeze at our backs, tempo now hovering in the mid to high thirties. Good smooth turns executed by all, the protractors of pain passing us near the pig farm, exiting stage right for a River Rd thrash. Content with our teamwork and usual course, speed stayed consistent for the entire circuit (apart from usual intersections and a delay at the highway) finishing with pussycats not within cooee, the train still stationary for the foursome to cross the line, clocking a 33.6.
17 Couldabeens started Tuesday morning, Steve back with tender toe but responded to Gav turning the volume up in Channel Rd. Another mild morning (20) and a similar breeze to Monday, the rocket prodigy had returned from a short holiday as our chances of a win took a long one. The wind made high 30's a cruising speed heading south, picking up young Nick just after the bridge to climb aboard the train for a tow. A fine rate of knots held down Mitchell Rd too, customary peel-offs for Daniel & Leon at Archer, then Kel & Bo at Melb Rd. Of course Rob renewed his position on the podium at the finish, Gavin featured up there too. Delighted with a 36.5 average, (train and Cats beaten again) which allowed a bit more time to enjoy raisin toast before work beckoned the 7.30 start.
Off the bike on Tuesday night,but lent a hand at the sunset tri instead. Great to see Grasshopper & Soph back from their extended travels. The dawg spectating too with one bung knee. Nico took a fine victory in the mens, Carol victorious in the womens, young Hayles an excellent 3rd. Goose sliced a minute and a half off his pb, even Choppy having a dip (able to sledge well during the bike too!) An exhausted young girl (with mum competing & supporting close by) 7k into the bike, was heard to blurt out "i'm never doing this again!" Bet she'll be back.
Suprising to notice so many riders without lights heading northbound in Wyndham St. to various rides of a morning. I know the harsh meeting with a bumper and bonnet would re-adjust their thoughts, i think a bit of nouse would be a better option before that happened. A now customary gentle roll around the Channel - Boundary - Old Dookie lap for Wednesday am, the smallish grouping of P&W's happily chirping a 'good morning' near the pub, but Princess, Wizz and Minto had heads down a 100 metres back in pursuit. (the eggman had taken a torch to the locker earlier) Good to treat the legs with a little respect once or twice a week, though Cougs had the hammer down enthusiastically toward the finish of the lap.
Thursday am rolled up to the Couldabeens, Norm, Ryan and Goose fronted, Greendog gingerly along for the ride with the dodgy knee. 16 degrees had Chris (sporting arm warmers) frozen, it'll be arctic survival suits if it gets below 12. Nath joined on 3k up Channel Rd, frontrunners Bo and Vince turning up the heat in their own little battle for supremacy. All enjoyed the assistance of breeze from the northeast in Boundary and Mitchell, more than normal caution shown arriving at Euroa Rd, a member of the constabulary focussing on our behavior at the intersection. (wonder if others got snipped?) An over excited effort turning into Raftery Rd by the lads up front gapped the bunch by 50 metres, (Vince scurried homeward at Arcadia Downs) but Nath & i assumed the honourable tow truck duties to keep the bunch together, Cougs with a strong finish on the line. A mighty fine 36.5 average, the train not yet idling at the station when we crossed the tracks.
Attempted to clear the little grey cells after a frantic day at work, took off on an anti clockwise toaster loop with the intention to join up with the clockwise library mob wherever they appeared. A shock to the system climatising to 34 degrees and a warm south wester (after our rather lukewarm summer to date) but tuned in to Massive Attack to pass the k's and distract from the conditions. Wound up rationing the H2O, should have added an extra bottle. Guessed i'd join up somewhere near the emu, but got all the way back beyond Grahamvale Rd before the bunch came into view. 45k done at 32.8 for part 1. Jumped aboard, yarned with Mitch, Brendan, Kev and Co. Hamish off the track returning to the road, enjoying the big ring, Dalton back after a few weeks off. Deano & Mitch kept the wheels turning quickly into the head wind, Hamish had a big kaboom matching the pace but a united team adjusted and prevailed. The suggestion of a River Rd route was well received....a bit wider, a bit quieter and an easier negotiation of the Mitchell/Euroa Rd intersection. By Arcadia Downs the distance and heat had soaked a fair few watts, i was content to drop off the back and roll in, but had Mike, Dalton & Hamish glued to my wheel. Part 2 was 40k down at 33.5 to total 90 for the evening.
Felt suprisingly good at 5.30 for a P&W lap Friday morning. Three groups assembled in Old Dookie Rd, those wishing to suffer, those wanting to thrash with supercats, but joined the usual P&W family, fully optioned with quick chicks, Grasshopper back on two wheels, Choppy on board, Steve and Vince visiting too. A solitary Shirms u- turned to join us briefly in Boundary Rd, a smooth tempo maintained with the locker boys almost on us until their River Rd turn. Stace, Meags, Hayles, Cougs, Jo & Fee performed superbly (16km/h headwind), a long time since we've had the full set of quick chicks in action. Chops set off to stir Jeramy (who'd dropped off the locker) at Mt. Nicolaci, most of the remainder stretched out forming into single file after Roubaix. Spent the last 3k's trying to reel in the pack, catching 'em on the Conrod dip. A strong train finish, even denying the small 51 contingent chasing (Chris, Mitch and Robbo) a victory. A good finish to the week with 30 @ 34.5 in the bag.
Week 3 436km 16,088 calories (1,340 Jaffas) 33.4 km/h average
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us"
Ralph Waldo Emmerson
JT on a rare visit with Adam (was an underage gig declared?) , Hoffy, Temple, Daniel, Bo & Kel....all the usual clan gathered (minus Steve with a bung toe), great to see Vince back on board, Meags returned for more too. 16 in total headed off with a little confusion at first, but got down to a proper rhythm soon after. A large contingent of Cats (with a sprinkling of Stasi?) already discharging 11 riders OTA near the dog-leg. Our bunch positioned well in Mitchell Rd, enjoyed the tail breeze in Boundary Rd too, hovering around the high 30's and into the 40's (a bit rapid for some) Time northbound flew quickly, a big dose of reality turning into Ford Rd, we were but tailwind heroes. Good communication from the back to reassemble the stretched bunch after the turn, homeward bound west with thoughts of caffine enthusing all. Nev wasn't sparing the horsepower but it was pleasing to have the bunch together till DECA. Adam took the spoils (though technically in the YC classification) Nev 2nd, Daniel a very credible 3rd. A few had opted for a calmer finish (including me), but all enjoyed the social intercourse after, a good sense of achievement with a 34.2 average.
Just 4 were parked at the Lake on Sunday. (a big difference from the 30 odd on a good day a few years back) Sprinter Brendan, Norm, Brian & Lance took on the 12km/h south easterly with little fuss. A consensus agreed on a Toolamba Loop (anti-clockwise) which evolved into a road surface road test. Patches on the patches out of Mooroopna, rough as hessian undies in Union Rd, super smooth hot mix in Euroa Rd. A steady roll around without heriocs seemed to be enjoyed by us all. (spied old Col heading west in Union, Tim and the Rocket in Raftery heading east.) Some learned words on diet, training and life in general from all over coffee, good to have Gav join in the chat too.
Turned up to the usual P&W start on Monday, a few different faces and a curious grouping at the back. (mmm....looks like some hurt was about to be inflicted amongst some today). Team Enjoyment formed quickly (Meags, Cougs, Tommy and i) and rolled away on the dot, others waited, i guess to chase. A very warm morning at 21 degrees, the northeaster slowly building from 15km/h to toll a bit of effort out Old Dookie, TTT rules single file applied. Nice at the turn to have the breeze at our backs, tempo now hovering in the mid to high thirties. Good smooth turns executed by all, the protractors of pain passing us near the pig farm, exiting stage right for a River Rd thrash. Content with our teamwork and usual course, speed stayed consistent for the entire circuit (apart from usual intersections and a delay at the highway) finishing with pussycats not within cooee, the train still stationary for the foursome to cross the line, clocking a 33.6.
17 Couldabeens started Tuesday morning, Steve back with tender toe but responded to Gav turning the volume up in Channel Rd. Another mild morning (20) and a similar breeze to Monday, the rocket prodigy had returned from a short holiday as our chances of a win took a long one. The wind made high 30's a cruising speed heading south, picking up young Nick just after the bridge to climb aboard the train for a tow. A fine rate of knots held down Mitchell Rd too, customary peel-offs for Daniel & Leon at Archer, then Kel & Bo at Melb Rd. Of course Rob renewed his position on the podium at the finish, Gavin featured up there too. Delighted with a 36.5 average, (train and Cats beaten again) which allowed a bit more time to enjoy raisin toast before work beckoned the 7.30 start.
Off the bike on Tuesday night,but lent a hand at the sunset tri instead. Great to see Grasshopper & Soph back from their extended travels. The dawg spectating too with one bung knee. Nico took a fine victory in the mens, Carol victorious in the womens, young Hayles an excellent 3rd. Goose sliced a minute and a half off his pb, even Choppy having a dip (able to sledge well during the bike too!) An exhausted young girl (with mum competing & supporting close by) 7k into the bike, was heard to blurt out "i'm never doing this again!" Bet she'll be back.
Suprising to notice so many riders without lights heading northbound in Wyndham St. to various rides of a morning. I know the harsh meeting with a bumper and bonnet would re-adjust their thoughts, i think a bit of nouse would be a better option before that happened. A now customary gentle roll around the Channel - Boundary - Old Dookie lap for Wednesday am, the smallish grouping of P&W's happily chirping a 'good morning' near the pub, but Princess, Wizz and Minto had heads down a 100 metres back in pursuit. (the eggman had taken a torch to the locker earlier) Good to treat the legs with a little respect once or twice a week, though Cougs had the hammer down enthusiastically toward the finish of the lap.
Thursday am rolled up to the Couldabeens, Norm, Ryan and Goose fronted, Greendog gingerly along for the ride with the dodgy knee. 16 degrees had Chris (sporting arm warmers) frozen, it'll be arctic survival suits if it gets below 12. Nath joined on 3k up Channel Rd, frontrunners Bo and Vince turning up the heat in their own little battle for supremacy. All enjoyed the assistance of breeze from the northeast in Boundary and Mitchell, more than normal caution shown arriving at Euroa Rd, a member of the constabulary focussing on our behavior at the intersection. (wonder if others got snipped?) An over excited effort turning into Raftery Rd by the lads up front gapped the bunch by 50 metres, (Vince scurried homeward at Arcadia Downs) but Nath & i assumed the honourable tow truck duties to keep the bunch together, Cougs with a strong finish on the line. A mighty fine 36.5 average, the train not yet idling at the station when we crossed the tracks.
Attempted to clear the little grey cells after a frantic day at work, took off on an anti clockwise toaster loop with the intention to join up with the clockwise library mob wherever they appeared. A shock to the system climatising to 34 degrees and a warm south wester (after our rather lukewarm summer to date) but tuned in to Massive Attack to pass the k's and distract from the conditions. Wound up rationing the H2O, should have added an extra bottle. Guessed i'd join up somewhere near the emu, but got all the way back beyond Grahamvale Rd before the bunch came into view. 45k done at 32.8 for part 1. Jumped aboard, yarned with Mitch, Brendan, Kev and Co. Hamish off the track returning to the road, enjoying the big ring, Dalton back after a few weeks off. Deano & Mitch kept the wheels turning quickly into the head wind, Hamish had a big kaboom matching the pace but a united team adjusted and prevailed. The suggestion of a River Rd route was well received....a bit wider, a bit quieter and an easier negotiation of the Mitchell/Euroa Rd intersection. By Arcadia Downs the distance and heat had soaked a fair few watts, i was content to drop off the back and roll in, but had Mike, Dalton & Hamish glued to my wheel. Part 2 was 40k down at 33.5 to total 90 for the evening.
Felt suprisingly good at 5.30 for a P&W lap Friday morning. Three groups assembled in Old Dookie Rd, those wishing to suffer, those wanting to thrash with supercats, but joined the usual P&W family, fully optioned with quick chicks, Grasshopper back on two wheels, Choppy on board, Steve and Vince visiting too. A solitary Shirms u- turned to join us briefly in Boundary Rd, a smooth tempo maintained with the locker boys almost on us until their River Rd turn. Stace, Meags, Hayles, Cougs, Jo & Fee performed superbly (16km/h headwind), a long time since we've had the full set of quick chicks in action. Chops set off to stir Jeramy (who'd dropped off the locker) at Mt. Nicolaci, most of the remainder stretched out forming into single file after Roubaix. Spent the last 3k's trying to reel in the pack, catching 'em on the Conrod dip. A strong train finish, even denying the small 51 contingent chasing (Chris, Mitch and Robbo) a victory. A good finish to the week with 30 @ 34.5 in the bag.
Week 3 436km 16,088 calories (1,340 Jaffas) 33.4 km/h average
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us"
Ralph Waldo Emmerson
Friday, January 13, 2012
Week 2
Ah, the tranquility.....an early Saturday morning, a gentle breeze from behind, with a soothing symphony by Mavic, (the Carbone fugue in C sharp) humming away while southbound to the OC's. At the start was young Liam (now totally addicted) , Hoffy's big grin, Temple's dry wit welcomed back (from holiday), Coug's character, Norm's smoothness, Kel's cheeky smile, a most welcome acceptance of Meags into the fold....a great way to start a weekend. 17 in the congregation today, a gentle introduction to speed set a good team spirit (as it should be) down Archer and into Mitchell for the work to begin. A northeaster had built to grind the gastrocnemius, an overdimensioned collection of cats aiming west passed with frowns aplenty, one already expired and unceremoniously spat out the back. Meags and Cougs pilotted the bunch superbly north into Boundary Rd, Hoffy too in great smooth style. Caught up with the news from the Geelong bay series from steward Chris, thoughts of a training program from Temple, Leons infectious cackle, a bit of gossip from Meags, a joke from Hoffy, Bo's hectic work schedule, the joys of nanaship from Cougs, Tim's tales of holidays.........great variety and some much needed balance to life. (thank heaven we are all so different!) Much pleasure gained too from the turn westward into Lemnos-Cosgrove Rd, the wind now a touch more northward (but still helpful) favoured longer turns in the drivers seat. Great to see a lot of care keeping the bunch together at turns and intersections (the family that sticks together can sprint together) No Gazelles spied today (private parts may not have needed rest?) but a couple of groups out heading east. Mmm...just how many would be on two wheels in this town on a Saturday? Estimations please. The loud pedal was pressed firmly into Rudd Rd, Bo taking out another great win (i missed the other placings, happy to sit back today with legs protesting). No complaint with 40k's covered at 33.5. The usual noisy, yet enjoyable repose at the Butterfactory, 4 cyclistic collections copiously consuming caffine, a cocophony of customary convivial conversation. (apologies for the outburst of verbal diarrhea)
A grim forecast for Sunday was confirmed with showers overnight and into the morning, no dissapointment with a day of rest. Itching to break-in a new pair of SPD R240's though.
A temperate tap around Monday morning, 13 degrees brought out the arm warmers and base layer (still unable to store them away till winter!) Just 4 P&W's heading south in Boundary Rd, a similar grouping of locker boys a k later single filing. 20 odd Pussycats passed a few minutes later, a few of area 51 had infiltrated no doubt to cause some friendly mayhem in the sprint. An effort needed for the west-south west breeze turning into Old Dookie, but home with a 30.5 to sensibly start the week.
Thought of a late arvo toaster loop Monday, the strong westerly whipping up changed my mind though (and the thought of 360+ laps of it last year) so chartered a new course. Really wanted a tailwind home so set off for the metropolis of Byrneside in a rather punishing wind puffing between 26 and 37 km/h. Actually got down to the 17 tooth cog in the effort to hold it above 29, plunging to the depths of determination on the open sections without a trace of shelter. Turned at Byrneside toward the sprawling suburbs of Merrigum, the wind still relentless till the sweeper at Cooma Rd. A kind soul had surfaced the corner and following km in hot mix and had rolled it billiard table flat, a profound relief with the wind now at my side. Through Merrigum and up to Byrneside (got the traffic report via news helicopter to negotiate the turnpike) a new section at Karlsruhe sealed with the roughest stone ever to wake the gluteus maximus! After 40k of thrashing into the wind the turn east (Lancaster - Mooroopna Rd) to home was heavensent. Hello old friend 12 tooth, back into the mid-high 30's (with a few k @ 40) to push home. A long, flat and very dead tiger snake on the Echuca Rd, a live and inquisitive tortise too (no, it wasn't Ken!). Into Mooroopna a car drew alongside, Gools on his way home with a flattering comment to motivate the remainder of the trip. Very pleased with 70k completed at 33. (about time i broke the 30 - 45 k habit on the same old course). Maybe in future Mondays will be the magical mystery lap?
Back to the Couldabeens for Tuesday mornings 13 degrees. An admirable attendance of 16 including newbies Jason and Nick, clearly hooked. Goose had made the effort, but Greendog was hiding under his doona. All rolled out Channel Rd and were baulked by a senior cit unable to use indicators at the roundabout. Would have been ugly if not for a good call. A bit of a wake up for some extra caution. Graham back from drilling in Qld joined in, Steve pedalling well despite some recent toe surgery. A lot of back to work blues in the rotating discussion, oh well...toil pays the bills. Good even pace for the duration, a bit shorter turns into the wind a sensible idea. A gradual build of speed in Raftery was considerate to all, in the last 300 meters game was on, but hitting the gas was merely a tame lead out for the Goose to strike, a great win (rubbing salt into a Greendogs' tender bits?) with Graham shadowing, relegating me to 3rd. Great to have the whole team within cooee across the line for a 34.7 average, Cats and Train unseen.
Another nasty westerly blew late Tuesday arvo (from 32 up to 49, just to toughen us up) Only Axel, Simmo, Clive, Mike and Kev lined up, but we were all grateful to collect a few along the trail. Passed Danny and Scott (with a blown sidewall) on the side of Ford rd, picked up Gav and Steve rolling out soon after. Little effort to hold 40 out to the emu, but some rationality took over at the turn southward into a side wind. Olympian Steve joined just after the railway line and the real slog came turning west into Old Dookie Rd. Saw young Nathan (on the phone) stopped by the pig farm who waved us on (he didn't need a bike mechanic did he?) but gained Gools team skills at the bridge. All sensibly paced down Boundary in the low-mid thirties, Danny joining on after a shortcut from Scotts' blowout. Muntzy (carrying a slightly smaller wombat) spied again northbound. Difficult times against the elements in Mitchell but teamwork prevailed to get us to Raftery. With 500 to go Danny prematurely bolted, throwing lots off guard. Used up a lot of go juice to hook on till he blew a gasket (lesson served for such an early attack) , but Gools then struck with 250 left. Just caught his draft with a second kick, then had another to find to round him up at the 100. Right behind, like a little angry terrier, Brendan was biting at my heels for the win, but dug to the depths of effort with legs screaming and oxygen exhausted, 54km/h holding him off by half a bike (a super tough adversary but all round nice guy, quite the author on hydration in the current Bicycling Australia mag too) Won't overlook a big cheer to Gools too for a fine lead-out. 48k down at 33.8av. and spent the next 2k's getting enough air internally to talk, at least i appeased bookmaker Axel. New shoes with their first win are quite comfortable.
Wednesdays gentler tempo was most pleasing. Last nights' westerly was still present (pegged back a fraction to 22-35) but took us out Channel with ease, just missed the large P&W contingent southbound in Boundary. Almost on cue, three lads hurting came into view near the pub. Cats then appeared a k behind (even got a g'day) to preserve the formalities. A steady slog home into the wind relived the effort of recent days, but when's it going to stop? Thank heaven we dont live at Commonwealth Bay, Antarctica. Wind speeds recorded at 321km/h!
16 again at the Couldabeens on Thursday, Goose working and Steve away, but supplemented by Trav & the Greendawg returning. Cold as a mother-in-laws' kiss today, a mere 11 is a joke for January, Daniel impervious to the temperature in shortsleeves. A steady tour out Channel and a right turn into Boundary, slowly reeling in 2 riders ahead, being the long-missing wookie Shirms and friend. Again, good teamwork ruled, a steady pace favouring all, and all favoured with barely a hint of wind. Matt travelling well (though claims he's out of form) apprentices Nick & Jason performing as if they'd been cranking for years. The Stasi dawg had packed a fresh BYO lead-out for Conrod straight, disposing of all challengers with a victorious end salute (grandstanding the Goose's mediocre hands on finish Tuesday) Noticed Gav's affiliation with a road authority seems to exempt him from a red light on the roll into town, maybe the mass of new ink is the permit? All chuffed with 34.7 (by chance an identical average to Tuesday). Changed the routine with a tough workout on Thursday night, did horizontal cardio work (below 70bpm) on the couch. Soft eh?
Just made the P&W start on Friday, rolled up just as they rolled out. Great to join (young) old mates Sootie, Fox, Stace, Fee, Princess (on the new Felt TT) , Minto, Sossa, Hayles, Tommy, Cougs, Meags and Choppy for a steady ride. Several had tapped out a 30k NZ prep prior (the k's mattered, the per hour didn't). Princess, Chops, Sossa and Minto opted for a thrash down River Rd, the remainder turning over steadily on the usual route. Past the Mitchell dog-leg we noticed the TTers turning from Euroa Rd with a big pack of supercats and 51'ers in the mix. Had a fair pause for traffic at the highway, Cats slowly closing in. Great team tempo prevailed though, without having to prove anything. Inevitably the pussys passed in Conrod (most with due courtesy), but its the hemorrhoids on the back that are the concern (particularly if you're on the front right as i was), slicing across the front in a desperate bid to clutch on to those who drive their big engine. Suddenly, WHACK! a huge thump in the back and right arm as some tosser who can't either see or care wallops me from behind, causing a momentary unwanted tank slapper. The will to survive (and to preserve friendships amongst our group) kept me upright. (couldn't stand to think of undoing the long tough k's the IMNZ entrants have put in) Crossed the line (all vertical thankfully), a bucketful of adrenalin drove me to chase the halfwit, dishing out a acid spray with a side order of vernacular. Can't understand why the rest of the (empty) road couldn't be used to pass, but then an inconsiderate, browbeating gorilla attitude probably renders thought impossible. Sad thing is, it will happen again.........so keep your eyes and ears open boys and girls.
Week #2 387km 14280 calories (38 bowls / 19kg of beef flavoured noodles) 32.8 av.
"There is more to life than increasing it's speed" Mahatma Gandhi
A grim forecast for Sunday was confirmed with showers overnight and into the morning, no dissapointment with a day of rest. Itching to break-in a new pair of SPD R240's though.
A temperate tap around Monday morning, 13 degrees brought out the arm warmers and base layer (still unable to store them away till winter!) Just 4 P&W's heading south in Boundary Rd, a similar grouping of locker boys a k later single filing. 20 odd Pussycats passed a few minutes later, a few of area 51 had infiltrated no doubt to cause some friendly mayhem in the sprint. An effort needed for the west-south west breeze turning into Old Dookie, but home with a 30.5 to sensibly start the week.
Thought of a late arvo toaster loop Monday, the strong westerly whipping up changed my mind though (and the thought of 360+ laps of it last year) so chartered a new course. Really wanted a tailwind home so set off for the metropolis of Byrneside in a rather punishing wind puffing between 26 and 37 km/h. Actually got down to the 17 tooth cog in the effort to hold it above 29, plunging to the depths of determination on the open sections without a trace of shelter. Turned at Byrneside toward the sprawling suburbs of Merrigum, the wind still relentless till the sweeper at Cooma Rd. A kind soul had surfaced the corner and following km in hot mix and had rolled it billiard table flat, a profound relief with the wind now at my side. Through Merrigum and up to Byrneside (got the traffic report via news helicopter to negotiate the turnpike) a new section at Karlsruhe sealed with the roughest stone ever to wake the gluteus maximus! After 40k of thrashing into the wind the turn east (Lancaster - Mooroopna Rd) to home was heavensent. Hello old friend 12 tooth, back into the mid-high 30's (with a few k @ 40) to push home. A long, flat and very dead tiger snake on the Echuca Rd, a live and inquisitive tortise too (no, it wasn't Ken!). Into Mooroopna a car drew alongside, Gools on his way home with a flattering comment to motivate the remainder of the trip. Very pleased with 70k completed at 33. (about time i broke the 30 - 45 k habit on the same old course). Maybe in future Mondays will be the magical mystery lap?
Back to the Couldabeens for Tuesday mornings 13 degrees. An admirable attendance of 16 including newbies Jason and Nick, clearly hooked. Goose had made the effort, but Greendog was hiding under his doona. All rolled out Channel Rd and were baulked by a senior cit unable to use indicators at the roundabout. Would have been ugly if not for a good call. A bit of a wake up for some extra caution. Graham back from drilling in Qld joined in, Steve pedalling well despite some recent toe surgery. A lot of back to work blues in the rotating discussion, oh well...toil pays the bills. Good even pace for the duration, a bit shorter turns into the wind a sensible idea. A gradual build of speed in Raftery was considerate to all, in the last 300 meters game was on, but hitting the gas was merely a tame lead out for the Goose to strike, a great win (rubbing salt into a Greendogs' tender bits?) with Graham shadowing, relegating me to 3rd. Great to have the whole team within cooee across the line for a 34.7 average, Cats and Train unseen.
Another nasty westerly blew late Tuesday arvo (from 32 up to 49, just to toughen us up) Only Axel, Simmo, Clive, Mike and Kev lined up, but we were all grateful to collect a few along the trail. Passed Danny and Scott (with a blown sidewall) on the side of Ford rd, picked up Gav and Steve rolling out soon after. Little effort to hold 40 out to the emu, but some rationality took over at the turn southward into a side wind. Olympian Steve joined just after the railway line and the real slog came turning west into Old Dookie Rd. Saw young Nathan (on the phone) stopped by the pig farm who waved us on (he didn't need a bike mechanic did he?) but gained Gools team skills at the bridge. All sensibly paced down Boundary in the low-mid thirties, Danny joining on after a shortcut from Scotts' blowout. Muntzy (carrying a slightly smaller wombat) spied again northbound. Difficult times against the elements in Mitchell but teamwork prevailed to get us to Raftery. With 500 to go Danny prematurely bolted, throwing lots off guard. Used up a lot of go juice to hook on till he blew a gasket (lesson served for such an early attack) , but Gools then struck with 250 left. Just caught his draft with a second kick, then had another to find to round him up at the 100. Right behind, like a little angry terrier, Brendan was biting at my heels for the win, but dug to the depths of effort with legs screaming and oxygen exhausted, 54km/h holding him off by half a bike (a super tough adversary but all round nice guy, quite the author on hydration in the current Bicycling Australia mag too) Won't overlook a big cheer to Gools too for a fine lead-out. 48k down at 33.8av. and spent the next 2k's getting enough air internally to talk, at least i appeased bookmaker Axel. New shoes with their first win are quite comfortable.
Wednesdays gentler tempo was most pleasing. Last nights' westerly was still present (pegged back a fraction to 22-35) but took us out Channel with ease, just missed the large P&W contingent southbound in Boundary. Almost on cue, three lads hurting came into view near the pub. Cats then appeared a k behind (even got a g'day) to preserve the formalities. A steady slog home into the wind relived the effort of recent days, but when's it going to stop? Thank heaven we dont live at Commonwealth Bay, Antarctica. Wind speeds recorded at 321km/h!
16 again at the Couldabeens on Thursday, Goose working and Steve away, but supplemented by Trav & the Greendawg returning. Cold as a mother-in-laws' kiss today, a mere 11 is a joke for January, Daniel impervious to the temperature in shortsleeves. A steady tour out Channel and a right turn into Boundary, slowly reeling in 2 riders ahead, being the long-missing wookie Shirms and friend. Again, good teamwork ruled, a steady pace favouring all, and all favoured with barely a hint of wind. Matt travelling well (though claims he's out of form) apprentices Nick & Jason performing as if they'd been cranking for years. The Stasi dawg had packed a fresh BYO lead-out for Conrod straight, disposing of all challengers with a victorious end salute (grandstanding the Goose's mediocre hands on finish Tuesday) Noticed Gav's affiliation with a road authority seems to exempt him from a red light on the roll into town, maybe the mass of new ink is the permit? All chuffed with 34.7 (by chance an identical average to Tuesday). Changed the routine with a tough workout on Thursday night, did horizontal cardio work (below 70bpm) on the couch. Soft eh?
Just made the P&W start on Friday, rolled up just as they rolled out. Great to join (young) old mates Sootie, Fox, Stace, Fee, Princess (on the new Felt TT) , Minto, Sossa, Hayles, Tommy, Cougs, Meags and Choppy for a steady ride. Several had tapped out a 30k NZ prep prior (the k's mattered, the per hour didn't). Princess, Chops, Sossa and Minto opted for a thrash down River Rd, the remainder turning over steadily on the usual route. Past the Mitchell dog-leg we noticed the TTers turning from Euroa Rd with a big pack of supercats and 51'ers in the mix. Had a fair pause for traffic at the highway, Cats slowly closing in. Great team tempo prevailed though, without having to prove anything. Inevitably the pussys passed in Conrod (most with due courtesy), but its the hemorrhoids on the back that are the concern (particularly if you're on the front right as i was), slicing across the front in a desperate bid to clutch on to those who drive their big engine. Suddenly, WHACK! a huge thump in the back and right arm as some tosser who can't either see or care wallops me from behind, causing a momentary unwanted tank slapper. The will to survive (and to preserve friendships amongst our group) kept me upright. (couldn't stand to think of undoing the long tough k's the IMNZ entrants have put in) Crossed the line (all vertical thankfully), a bucketful of adrenalin drove me to chase the halfwit, dishing out a acid spray with a side order of vernacular. Can't understand why the rest of the (empty) road couldn't be used to pass, but then an inconsiderate, browbeating gorilla attitude probably renders thought impossible. Sad thing is, it will happen again.........so keep your eyes and ears open boys and girls.
Week #2 387km 14280 calories (38 bowls / 19kg of beef flavoured noodles) 32.8 av.
"There is more to life than increasing it's speed" Mahatma Gandhi
Friday, January 6, 2012
Week 1
A new view for the year ; south east Euroa on Nokia phone
So another year over, a new one just begun......
A great roll up of 20 for Saturdays' OC ride, great to have Matty back in the fold. The familiar faces of Dave, Hoffy, Steve, Bo & Kel, Norm, Leon, Nick, Cougs, Steve and Ryan along with a few not so regulars (Glen, Tim, Chilly and the Doc) joining in to share the load. Mild on the temperature and mild on the breeze made it bearable too. A copious collection of Cats sailed westward in Mitchell Rd, plenty of frowns and few grins said it was overtime pace for them. A few more reminders were needed on reading the wind to the pointy end of the field which restored some order to the bunch for Boundary Rd. It's a very familiar track (rolled over it 360+ times this year) but there's always an un-noticed pot-hole i hit that inflicts pain on palms or private parts. A fair bit of "rubber banding" going on at the back of the field, any variation on the front amplified down to the tail of the pack (bigger numbers may well contribute?) All arrived at the Lemnos-Cosgrove Rd turn where a gaggle of Gazelles were on their uncouthly named "fanny break". Nick punctured half a k after the turn, so a pause was (eventually) called to the engine drivers. Most of the bunch halted several hundred metres up the track and it was a big chase into the 40's for us to catch when Nick had repaired. Eventually latched on in Ford Rd having nearly emptied the endurance. A bit dissapointing the bunch didn't wait to regroup properly, wolud have given everyone a fair ride. The warmer weather has brought several bunches out, the Muppets and another group heading eastward into a strengthening northeasterly. Gained the front of house job in Wanganui Rd with Nick, a good tap along at 40 made use of the assisting breeze. The cemetary 60 sign saw Bo cross the line first, a fired up Matty for 2nd, Glenn a very credible 3rd. Norm showed seniority rules with a great 5th spot. Great fellowship over coffee (the lemon tart purely medicinal carbo loading therapy) with technical and trivial conversation in good supply.
Slept like a swinging brick new years eve (a glass of red and bed by 10.30 for this party pooper) and ventured off to the lake on the first of the first for an eight o'clock tour. An interesting mix of human variety on the way, a few seriously seasoned runners pounding the path, a couple of new years 'resolutees' huffing and puffing (and profusely sweating) the run, then a very second-hand new years reveller staggering their way somewhere from celebrations last night. The agenda was set for a sensible start to the year, Norm, Cougs and Graham agreed to a steady Toaster loop. Is it the year of the Hare? (One live and large and three flattened at the cemetary). Pushed into a warm 10k northeast breeze out to the Emu but the God of cycling had frowned upon us swinging the breeze northwesterly to 18km/h almost on cue turning into Old Dookie Rd. All took great turns even with the temperature rising quickly to 30. By Archer Rd the consensus was to ease just 2km/h to prevent premature expiry, happy to finish with 50 done at 31. Friars for a fix of caffine and conversation.
A dream team of Meags, Stace, Rhino & Cougs assembled at SPC for Monday's P&W loop. Rabbits' locker had Princess (suave new black TT rig) Fox, Sootie, Bart, Minto and Blighty leaving a few minutes later. Great P&W teamwork as always for the fabulous five had us nearly at the pub when the heroes of hurt passed. Poor old Blighty went kabooom just beyond the intersection then scooted down River Rd for self inflicted punishment. Rhino's in great shape, Stace (already tapped out 30 prior) matching him well. Good to have Meags and Cougs doing great turns too, a real team effort to finish with a 34 average. Fox and Sootie had a table waiting at Friars, a great yarn, coffee and toast for an hour enjoyed immensely.
Took an anticlockwise circuit with Cougs on Tuesday, round via Ford Rd and the cemetary. 22 degrees the warmest morning yet (shouldn't complain, have only grizzled about the lack of summer for 6 months!) with lots of solos, pairs and small groups out. A wave from the big ranga near Hill Rd, a chirpy "G'day" from Meags on a solo mission, Newto on the 'sleep in' express, Birchy in Ford Rd, Shawy on his way home, even THM rolling out of town as we rolled in . Good to have a change of scenery, not against the clock either for back to work.
A stinker of a day touching 40 but cloud cover crept in late Tuesday arvo dropping the temp a bit. The saying about mad dogs and englishmen came to mind, but it wasn't midday. Just Rod, John, Scott and Danny brave enough for the 37 degree task from the hospital. A hot northwest blast helped to push us to the emu picking up Mitch on the way, commonsense pulled 5k off the speed turning southward. Rod was turning a bit second-hand in Old Dookie Rd so another couple of km/h was discounted in aid of team bonding. Had to do without John's track skils after Channel Rd but Mitch stepped up as a great engine driver. Down at the Mitchell Rd chicane Rod dropped off (understandable given the now westerly wind blowing up to 48km/h), so went back to tow him up. All regrouped soon after for the slog back home. Spied Muntzy back on the bike, must up my insurance levels! Quite a relief for the group turning northward near Arcadia Downs (spotted Andrew out riding too, with the wind at his back) but Mitch bolted and showed us what youth can do in the last 700. Couldn't get more than 51 with the 30+ blast from the west but it netted 2nd. The aroma of domestic dinners cooking got meal ideas flowing and a tummy grumbling!
Intentions of an early lap with the legends about to tackle IMNZ were shelved at 4.40 Wednesday, lightning and the odd very brief shower spelled a literal raincheck. Great to have a sleep-in (the first morning off the bike since 25/11) but had legs of concrete for the morning as a result.
Another enjoyable reverse circuit on Thursday, taking advantage of a light south wester. Good for muscles (and soul) to tap out a restrained circuit, maybe i'm having too many fast rides of late? A wicked wind had spent the afternoon gaining strength to attack the library bunch for 6pm. A large contingent of 18 to start, including younger bro Gus on a brief visit from the U.S. (he's a 'spinner', not a grinder ; a genetic malfunction?) Great to have Graeme back from drilling duties, good to see Sean out of yuletide hibernation too. The 30km/h southerly helped a high 30's tempo out to the Emu, several more top guns joining along the way (expectations of a place at the end dropped rapidly!) Pointing south dealt out much pain, gusts up to 50km/h tossed us about like rag dolls. A few suffered severely after Benalla Rd, the bunch fracturing into 3. Titans of torque John and Mitch had it by the scruff of the neck and stretched away taking 3 or 4 with them, the main bunch of 12 holding desperately to quick rotations for survival, and a slower paced group assembled at the back to plug home. All in the middle pack needed a metre of width for the sideways blast down Mitchell Rd (noticed Muntzy eastbound again) , noticed the breakaway bunch discarding Kev, Mark and Jamie by Euroa Rd. Mitch and John were finally reeled in to the peleton by Melbourne Rd, the horsepower of Rocket and Nath taking the spoils of 1st & 2nd, my jellybean jar just too small in the last km. Still, a 35.7 average was very credible given the windy conditions.
Friday morning rolled out Old Dookie early with Cougs to join the IMNZ trainers (intentions of starting with them were foiled by an early puncture) on a 30 prior to the P&W's lap. Grouped with them at the toaster, but struggled with the speed that was on the agenda, Ayto's awesomeness hard to match. Thankfully had a 5 minute breather back at SPC before the next 30, but that was tough on the legs too with a similar speed set. A niggling wind was still an issue (reduced from last night, but still a chore) but it didnt seem bother Rhino, Minto or HWK much. Nico had come along (first time for ages) fresh from thrashing mexicans in the hills. Dan, Hayley, Stace and Guysy enduring the elements as well. Finally crossed Melbourne Rd and into Raftery but had unknowingly dropped Cougs, contradicting the "all on" call. Dissapointing. A 35.7 average and beating the train home was little comfort.
First week of a new year (promising to ease off a bit....ha ha) bagged 435km using 16051 calories (535 Tim Tams) @ 32.9 average
"A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him"
David Brinkley
So another year over, a new one just begun......
A great roll up of 20 for Saturdays' OC ride, great to have Matty back in the fold. The familiar faces of Dave, Hoffy, Steve, Bo & Kel, Norm, Leon, Nick, Cougs, Steve and Ryan along with a few not so regulars (Glen, Tim, Chilly and the Doc) joining in to share the load. Mild on the temperature and mild on the breeze made it bearable too. A copious collection of Cats sailed westward in Mitchell Rd, plenty of frowns and few grins said it was overtime pace for them. A few more reminders were needed on reading the wind to the pointy end of the field which restored some order to the bunch for Boundary Rd. It's a very familiar track (rolled over it 360+ times this year) but there's always an un-noticed pot-hole i hit that inflicts pain on palms or private parts. A fair bit of "rubber banding" going on at the back of the field, any variation on the front amplified down to the tail of the pack (bigger numbers may well contribute?) All arrived at the Lemnos-Cosgrove Rd turn where a gaggle of Gazelles were on their uncouthly named "fanny break". Nick punctured half a k after the turn, so a pause was (eventually) called to the engine drivers. Most of the bunch halted several hundred metres up the track and it was a big chase into the 40's for us to catch when Nick had repaired. Eventually latched on in Ford Rd having nearly emptied the endurance. A bit dissapointing the bunch didn't wait to regroup properly, wolud have given everyone a fair ride. The warmer weather has brought several bunches out, the Muppets and another group heading eastward into a strengthening northeasterly. Gained the front of house job in Wanganui Rd with Nick, a good tap along at 40 made use of the assisting breeze. The cemetary 60 sign saw Bo cross the line first, a fired up Matty for 2nd, Glenn a very credible 3rd. Norm showed seniority rules with a great 5th spot. Great fellowship over coffee (the lemon tart purely medicinal carbo loading therapy) with technical and trivial conversation in good supply.
Slept like a swinging brick new years eve (a glass of red and bed by 10.30 for this party pooper) and ventured off to the lake on the first of the first for an eight o'clock tour. An interesting mix of human variety on the way, a few seriously seasoned runners pounding the path, a couple of new years 'resolutees' huffing and puffing (and profusely sweating) the run, then a very second-hand new years reveller staggering their way somewhere from celebrations last night. The agenda was set for a sensible start to the year, Norm, Cougs and Graham agreed to a steady Toaster loop. Is it the year of the Hare? (One live and large and three flattened at the cemetary). Pushed into a warm 10k northeast breeze out to the Emu but the God of cycling had frowned upon us swinging the breeze northwesterly to 18km/h almost on cue turning into Old Dookie Rd. All took great turns even with the temperature rising quickly to 30. By Archer Rd the consensus was to ease just 2km/h to prevent premature expiry, happy to finish with 50 done at 31. Friars for a fix of caffine and conversation.
A dream team of Meags, Stace, Rhino & Cougs assembled at SPC for Monday's P&W loop. Rabbits' locker had Princess (suave new black TT rig) Fox, Sootie, Bart, Minto and Blighty leaving a few minutes later. Great P&W teamwork as always for the fabulous five had us nearly at the pub when the heroes of hurt passed. Poor old Blighty went kabooom just beyond the intersection then scooted down River Rd for self inflicted punishment. Rhino's in great shape, Stace (already tapped out 30 prior) matching him well. Good to have Meags and Cougs doing great turns too, a real team effort to finish with a 34 average. Fox and Sootie had a table waiting at Friars, a great yarn, coffee and toast for an hour enjoyed immensely.
Took an anticlockwise circuit with Cougs on Tuesday, round via Ford Rd and the cemetary. 22 degrees the warmest morning yet (shouldn't complain, have only grizzled about the lack of summer for 6 months!) with lots of solos, pairs and small groups out. A wave from the big ranga near Hill Rd, a chirpy "G'day" from Meags on a solo mission, Newto on the 'sleep in' express, Birchy in Ford Rd, Shawy on his way home, even THM rolling out of town as we rolled in . Good to have a change of scenery, not against the clock either for back to work.
A stinker of a day touching 40 but cloud cover crept in late Tuesday arvo dropping the temp a bit. The saying about mad dogs and englishmen came to mind, but it wasn't midday. Just Rod, John, Scott and Danny brave enough for the 37 degree task from the hospital. A hot northwest blast helped to push us to the emu picking up Mitch on the way, commonsense pulled 5k off the speed turning southward. Rod was turning a bit second-hand in Old Dookie Rd so another couple of km/h was discounted in aid of team bonding. Had to do without John's track skils after Channel Rd but Mitch stepped up as a great engine driver. Down at the Mitchell Rd chicane Rod dropped off (understandable given the now westerly wind blowing up to 48km/h), so went back to tow him up. All regrouped soon after for the slog back home. Spied Muntzy back on the bike, must up my insurance levels! Quite a relief for the group turning northward near Arcadia Downs (spotted Andrew out riding too, with the wind at his back) but Mitch bolted and showed us what youth can do in the last 700. Couldn't get more than 51 with the 30+ blast from the west but it netted 2nd. The aroma of domestic dinners cooking got meal ideas flowing and a tummy grumbling!
Intentions of an early lap with the legends about to tackle IMNZ were shelved at 4.40 Wednesday, lightning and the odd very brief shower spelled a literal raincheck. Great to have a sleep-in (the first morning off the bike since 25/11) but had legs of concrete for the morning as a result.
Another enjoyable reverse circuit on Thursday, taking advantage of a light south wester. Good for muscles (and soul) to tap out a restrained circuit, maybe i'm having too many fast rides of late? A wicked wind had spent the afternoon gaining strength to attack the library bunch for 6pm. A large contingent of 18 to start, including younger bro Gus on a brief visit from the U.S. (he's a 'spinner', not a grinder ; a genetic malfunction?) Great to have Graeme back from drilling duties, good to see Sean out of yuletide hibernation too. The 30km/h southerly helped a high 30's tempo out to the Emu, several more top guns joining along the way (expectations of a place at the end dropped rapidly!) Pointing south dealt out much pain, gusts up to 50km/h tossed us about like rag dolls. A few suffered severely after Benalla Rd, the bunch fracturing into 3. Titans of torque John and Mitch had it by the scruff of the neck and stretched away taking 3 or 4 with them, the main bunch of 12 holding desperately to quick rotations for survival, and a slower paced group assembled at the back to plug home. All in the middle pack needed a metre of width for the sideways blast down Mitchell Rd (noticed Muntzy eastbound again) , noticed the breakaway bunch discarding Kev, Mark and Jamie by Euroa Rd. Mitch and John were finally reeled in to the peleton by Melbourne Rd, the horsepower of Rocket and Nath taking the spoils of 1st & 2nd, my jellybean jar just too small in the last km. Still, a 35.7 average was very credible given the windy conditions.
Friday morning rolled out Old Dookie early with Cougs to join the IMNZ trainers (intentions of starting with them were foiled by an early puncture) on a 30 prior to the P&W's lap. Grouped with them at the toaster, but struggled with the speed that was on the agenda, Ayto's awesomeness hard to match. Thankfully had a 5 minute breather back at SPC before the next 30, but that was tough on the legs too with a similar speed set. A niggling wind was still an issue (reduced from last night, but still a chore) but it didnt seem bother Rhino, Minto or HWK much. Nico had come along (first time for ages) fresh from thrashing mexicans in the hills. Dan, Hayley, Stace and Guysy enduring the elements as well. Finally crossed Melbourne Rd and into Raftery but had unknowingly dropped Cougs, contradicting the "all on" call. Dissapointing. A 35.7 average and beating the train home was little comfort.
First week of a new year (promising to ease off a bit....ha ha) bagged 435km using 16051 calories (535 Tim Tams) @ 32.9 average
"A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him"
David Brinkley
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