Coming off the back of some disappointing rides in April I’d been doing a lot of thinking. About training, about nutrition and about how I’ve been racing. My conclusions included upping my carbohydrate intake and building on the limited VO2Max work I’d already done. I also listened to a discussion with Joe Beer on the Cycling Time-Trials Podcast during which he mentioned the phrase above in the title. I started to wonder if I wasn’t “scaring” myself enough i.e. I was always keeping a little something back.
Anyway, the first club 10 of the month was a windy affair and I paced it pretty well, if conservatively, on another sunny yet bitterly cold evening. 3rd from 34 riders
The weekend saw the first 50 of the season – the Dukinfield CC 50 around J4/16.
I made sure coming into this that I was well fueled and hydrated so I was feeling pretty good. I had an idea of the power I wanted to ride at and I managed it very consistently, so I was pleased to come in with my best ever 50 mile power. I was held up a small amount, but often that helps give you a breather in a 50 and is not usually a factor. And I did have a small mishap when I dropped the gel I’d been carrying as I attempted to consume it, so by the end I was running on fumes. Despite a few aches and pains I’d say that overall it went very much to plan and that gave me a lot of confidence that I can probably eek out a few more watts in the next one. 9th from 108 riders (£30 1st team)
On the following Monday (and then the next Friday and the next Monday) I took part in some sports science testing at the University of Chester. You can read about that experience here.
The following club 10 was on a warm and fast night but I was tired and couldn’t take advantage off it. I did manage to go a little bit faster off slightly less power. 2nd from 38 riders
Then it was back to good old J2/9 for the M&DTTA 25 championship.
I was aiming to ride at a power PB level on what was a blustery, but dry day. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to hold it but overall it was a decent ride with decent power. It was a confusing day in many ways – it felt very hard but also reasonably quick. I managed my fastest time on J2/9 this season so I was happy with my ride.
There were some quick riders out so I was happy to nudge into the top ten and we won the team prize again. 10th from 104 riders (£30, 1st vet 45-49, 1st team)
I missed the midweek club 10 due to a work commitment so next up was the Stone Wheelers 25 on J5/8 – a fast dual-carriageway course on the A50, with the finishing stretch known as the “concrete mountain”! The weather all week looked sketchy and as I arrived at HQ it was decidedly so!
I was thinking it may be called off but the organisers took a sensible decision to postpone the start by half an hour. I don’t know what happened to the earlier riders but it meant that I managed to get all the way round without getting wet.
I’d expected a bit of a cross-tailwind out but somebody in the start queue said it would be on the way back so I was confused. It felt fast when I started but I was conscious that I wanted to hold something back for coming back up the mountain. As it was, going out I reached 42mph at a low wattage so I was unsurprised when the first 10 came up in around 19:05 without a significant effort. When it got to the turn the surface was very wet so I went around both roundabouts like I was on a shopping bike. Back onto the DC and it still felt fast and I was pretty comfortable until I crossed the McDonald’s roundabout and started to make my way up the mountain, in what felt like a cross-headwind. It was hard work and felt like a battle all the way – if you haven’t done it before it feels relentless. Nevertheless I thought I was on for a fast time and was doing calculations in my head over the last two miles. I missed the club 25 record by 13 seconds but I couldn’t be too disappointed as I took 32s off my 25 mile PB and ticked off a “51” – something I’ve been chasing since last season. To cap it all myself, Alan and Chris won the team prize and set a new club team 25 record. 9th from 119 (£30, 6th on standard, 1st team)
A couple of hard training sessions and I had very heavy legs at the club 10 on a lovely warm evening – surprisingly the lowest turnout of the year. 2nd from 27 riders
At the weekend I had entered the Warrington RC 50M TT which also included the VTTA Manchester & NW 50M championship. The weather forecast was a yellow warning for rain showers, and it was windy. In fact, on my drive to the HQ down Twemlow Lane it was dry as I turned into the lane, halfway down there was torrential rain and then it was dry again at the end! The organiser was especially worried about lightning but certainly for my ride it held off, with only a light shower towards the end. As a ride it was frustrating. I felt good but there was much more traffic on the roads than usual which meant getting held up – ignore what I said above about it not affecting a 50 too much! I was held up at Chelford roundabout each pass and I was held up coming out of Gough’s Lane each time too. In addition, lines of cars waiting to pass riders meant I was held up on some of the fast straights too, especially passing the Egerton Arms. Also after the first pass over Chelford at 6 miles I hit a pothole and lost my bottle (actual, not metaphorical) which meant I ended up doing the entire 50 in warm, humid conditions without a drink. By the end I was steadily losing power so I was happy with my time but it could easily have been a fair bit quicker. 10th from 97 riders (£20, 5th on standard, VTTA Manchester & NW – ES Ward Memorial Championship Cup)
What seemed like a good idea at the time I entered, on the Bank Holiday Monday I got up at stupid o’clock to ride the historic Anfield Bicycle Club 100 – possibly the oldest bicycle race in the world, dating back to 1889 I believe.
The course started on the A53, across Espley roundabout to Tern Hill, then A41 to Press Heath and back. A short diversion up to Muller Island and then back across Tern Hill and Espley for 4 loops of the A53, B5063/2, A442. It didn’t take long after the start for me to realise I didn’t feel good. My lower back and glutes were still sore from the 50 I’d done less than 48 hours before and I was struggling to put out the power I was aiming for (around 250W). I didn’t seem to be making much headway against the cross-headwind. Things picked up a bit after I crossed Espley and got onto the D25/8e course and with the help of a tailwind to Prees I felt a little better. The turn back into the headwind put paid to that! I was also uncomfortable on my saddle and my left arm/shoulder was hurting too. At some point it started raining too compounding my increasing misery. Again things picked up with the cross-tailwind all the way down to Shawbury before turning onto the B5063. The combination of headwind and appalling surface-dressed road nearly finished me as I could see my power and speed drifting down. Turning onto the A41 brought the delights of the Peplow Pavé to further rattle my fillings and I heard something ping off the bike – I later discovered I lost a bolt holding the saddle on. A little bit of respite on the A53 and I passed the finish line for the first time. The thought of 3 more laps and I wanted to cry, with dark thoughts filling my mind as the course passed within a mile or so of the HQ “There’s no shame in climbing off” “Today’s not your day” “Shouldn’t have done that 50”. Instead I decided I would try another lap. I was just about on 4 hour schedule at 50 miles which meant I wasn’t on schedule as I knew I’d get slower. Everything was hurting – I was cold, wet and struggling to hold my power and my position. It was a real fight and I didn’t really enjoy it, which is unusual for me. Each lap I promised myself the next one would be the last – I’m such a liar! My 10 mile lap power was dropping. 250W, 249W, 244W, 245W, 243W, 240W, 234W. I rallied a bit at 70 miles with a double caffeine gel – 242W, 237W and then a final push of 246W. I finished in just under 4 hours and 5 minutes, which was 5 minutes outside my target time. It took me an hour afterwards to get warm and stop feeling sick! (11th from 84 riders, £20, 1st vet 50-59, 6th in VTTA National 100)
The next day I felt okay, if not a bit achey, but two days later I awoke feeling ill and without going into gory details I need to stay close to the lavatory. I was meant to ride the Seamons 10 mile club championship but I was tired just walking around so I was unable to do so. It might seem a bit “no shit Sherlock” but it seems that at my age two big efforts inside 48 hours is beyond my body’s capabilities. I’v had this type of illness before when I’ve overreached and I’m gutted I’ve fallen into the same trap again. It can take weeks to recover properly so I’ve already cancelled this weekend’s races. Sometimes, I am still an absolute idiot.
During the month I managed 609 miles outdoors with 19,906ft ascent at around 19.3mph average, which used up around 22,665kcals. I spent 16 hours and 53 minutes on the turbo using a further 12,530kcals. Total for the month was 2,717TSS