12.3.12

Race: NYC Spring Series #2 - Cat 3/4

Time for another Spring Series race.  Numero dos was held in central park again, with a later start time of 6:45am to account for daylight savings time.  Sunrise itself was only around 7:13 or so, so it was a bit dark at the start.  My prep for this race went a lot better than last week's.  I actually ate food the day before, finishing with some chinese food for dinner late at night.  I got a decent night's sleep considering the stupid time I had to get up.  I also stayed at my brother's new house, which is as yet cat-free, so no allergies.  All in all, things were looking up.  I also made sure to bring two bananas and a snapple for breakfast.  No stone unturned, yes sir.

Since I was now somewhere deep in Jersey City, completely clueless as to how I actually got there the night before, my brother offered to drive me over to the race and actually spectate, too!  After stopping up at the old apartment to pick up my left leg warmer that I had forgotten the week before, we got down to the park with plenty of time to register, piss, and warm up.  Some short confusion followed as to which group of riders milling around was supposed to be the 3/4 field, but we got it all worked out.  AVD attached a camera to one guy's bike, which delayed the start a little, but I didn't mind.  More daylight.  I should mention that at this time of day it was balls cold as usual and pretty windy.  Heading home after the race, we saw some decent chop on the hudson, so I'm putting it at about 18ish mph out of the SW.

Apparently there was one crash at the roll-off, but I didn't see it.  My brother told me about it afterward.  I guess some guy ran into the guy in front of him and fell over.  It could certainly be worse.  The field itself was   around 50 guys or so, I would say, so I was figuring on a little bit slower and safer race.  The first lap involved a Cosmic rider attacking on harlem hill, followed by a bit of a lull.  I didn't realize at the time that cosmic guy had been reabsorbed, so I made a little attack of my own to see if I could catch up.  Immediately I saw the pace motorcycle and realized I'm dumb.  Fortunately, another (possibly the same) cosmic rider attacked and bridged.  We traded a few pulls, a kissena and one other rider bridged up.  I went backwards into the field again thinking about how pissed I would be if the breakaway won and I couldn't stay in it.  I stayed around the middle of the pack chatting with a couple of guys.  Average pace of lap one: 23.2mph.

Laps 2 and 3 pretty much followed this format:  I sat somewhere between the top 1/4 and all the way at the back.  I would kind of float back and forth depending on how much I was hurting at the time.  The race itself seemed pretty tame.  I think it was lap 3 that I found myself behind a really good Toga rider.  Real smooth.  It was a nice change of pace from half the sketch-ass riders in the field.  Avg speeds were 23.7 and 23.9 mph, respectively.

The final lap I'm pretty sure was started with me sitting lantern rouge or damn near.  I sat here until harlem hill.  The squiggly road before the bendy road before harlem hill saw one kissena rider laid out on the ground with everyone taking evasive action each way.  I think this was unintended jaunt into the jogger's lane number one.  Along harlem hill, I worked my way up toward the front of the field, sitting roughly in the top 1/4 through to horseshit alley.  By the bottom of cat's paw, I was in the top 10-15 I would say, sitting on the left-hand side.  As I was starting to pick up the pace to begin winding up the sprint, however, what i'm assuming was a leadout rider for some team swung hard to the left right in front of my, going straight into the joggers lane to sit up.  Why anyone would be stupid enough to think this was a good way to pull off after your turn at the front is beyond me.  They didn't look at all, and damn near took me out.  As it was, I had to swing wider into the jogger's lane (unintended jaunt #2) to avoid him taking out my wheel and then getting around him.  Then amazingly enough, after getting back onto the road and starting my jump again, ANOTHER rider from another team (this time I think it was a Scotto's Pizza rider) does the same thing (#3), forcing me into the jogger's lane to avoid another crash because he's also a fucking imbecile who doesn't feel the need to look over his shoulder before launching his bike across the road into the jogger's lane that he is not allowed to ride in.  It was completely mind boggling.  After this, I just said "fuck it" and sat up.  My legs felt dead enough, and having to stop and start twice like that because of completely unsafe and unnecessary riding was just too much.

In conclusion, local racers need to learn how to do a legit leadout (you don't need to move more than a foot to the side and FUCKING LOOK FIRST).  Pack finish for me.  Gotta love the spring series.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/157176295
NP/IF/TSS: 246W/1.092/123

7.3.12

2012.15: Build 1 Week 3

Sunday: Spring Series race #2.  See race report.  Didn't do any other riding.

Saturday: No riding.  Headed into the city for another Spring Series race again tomorrow.

Friday: Rode to PT for the last time.  There they explained that they wished I had gotten better, but it was most likely my fault.  Thanks guys.  Between this and my quack doctor, I don't really have any faith in sports medicine anymore.  What a waste.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/156286965
NP/IF/TSS: 210W/0.933/67

Thursday: Was planning on riding to Roadworx (purveyor of fine bicycles and accessories), but drove there instead as my achilles was still being a dick.  I picked up some new bar tape and a chain for the guru, and some aluminum drop bars for the track bike for red hook.  I'm planning on using those for red hook so I don't risk destroying my carbon track bars in a crash.  Really, I hope I don't crash at all, as I would then have to pay for these bars, but they would cost less to replace than my track bars.

Wednesday: Supposed to be in the mid to high 50s today.  I planned on a ride to Greenport, but didn't wake up in time.  I still headed out though, as I was hoping to work on the tan a little.  Sadly, despite being warm temperature-wise, the wind was still bitterly cold.  I left my knee and arm warmers on pretty much the whole ride.  I wish I had my leg warmers on, but I seem to have left one of those at my brother's place.  I stopped in South Jamesport to eat a sandwich I made, then stopped in at the local post office to inquire about where to get a coffee.  I was told to try Duffy's Deli in regular Jamesport, and so I did.  It was nice to warm up a little, and the girl at the counter was super friendly and pretty cute.  She even asked about my racing and everything.  Needless to say, that's as far as the conversation got, because I suck at conversing.  There was a strong headwind on the way back, so I hammered most of the way and managed to miss the turn off of 25 for bicycle route 25.  Suddenly on a 5 lane highway with no shoulder to speak of was a bit of a shock to the system, but I managed to survive despite being buzzed by a couple of cars including a jeep with a "life's good" spare tire cover.  Go figure.  I stopped at Whelan's Surplus to order some dog tags with emergency phone numbers and stuff and then started to bonk pretty hard right before stony brook, to the point where I actually had to stop on the side of the road to eat some skittles I had bought at the deli.  My achilles was starting to act up a little bit by the end of the ride, actually, so after showering and eating some dinner, I made sure to ice it up.  Man, this is one long ride synopsis.  I guess it was a busier day than I thought.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/155828853
NP/IF/TSS: 178W/0.790/315

Tuesday: Originally planned to do some AE Intervals, but I just couldn't get the motivation.  The best I could do was half-ass my PT exercises at night.  I also went for my follow up visit with the sports medicine doctor.  He had me hop on my right foot three times and pronounced my tendinitis cured.  I'm pretty sure I could have done that the first visit, too, but whatever.  I'm just happy I won't have to be shelling out the money for this stuff anymore.

Monday: Rest day.  Rode to PT and then thought about going to the lighthouse, but instead went straight home to pass out for 6 hours.  I guess I haven't fully recovered from the weekend yet.  I feel like something else big happened today, but I don't know what that could have been anymore.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/155828856
NP/IF/TSS: 202W/0.898/64

6.3.12

Race: NYC Spring Series #1 - Cat 3/4

Sunday was the first spring series race for 2012.  This series is what I consider to be the start of the racing season in NYC though there are a few CRCA and NJ races just before.  As these races are at the asscrack of dawn, I went with a proactive approach and stayed with my brother up in washington heights the night before rather than getting up at 3am to drive in.  Saturday was spent preparing, getting kit together, making sure the bike was in prime shape and pre-filling the release forms and whatnot.  What wasn't done, however, was eating.  I had a very light breakfast and skipped lunch entirely.  Why, I can not recall.  Either way, I caught the train, and got in to Penn around 8pm, met up with my brother and his wife, and we went out for a nice dinner.  They were doing a 5k race the next day, so we went out to Coogan's to have a nice big meal.

Having not eaten much earlier in the day, I was starting to feel the drinks I had with the meal by the time we got back to the apartment.  Now restless, I watched some TV and helped with some tasks around the house as I slowly saw the clock tick past midnight.  Eventually I headed to bed, setting the alarm for 5am.  I think I briefly touched on sleep before I found myself laying in bed wide awake with a cat sitting on my legs.  This was how I spent my night until 4:45am, when I gave up and got ready to race.

I figured since I didn't eat much yesterday, I would have a good sized breakfast.  Opened the fridge: no bread, no milk, no orange juice.  Well crud.  I ended up with just a glass of water with some strawberry syrup in it for good measure and a crushed granola bar I had left over in my bag.  I got dressed, headed out and rode to the race.  I stopped at a grocery store near 90th street to buy a banana and then went into the park.

Registration was painless, pinned my number, chatted with some of the guys I knew, hit the head one last time.  Alan and Sandy showed up and let me store my extra gear in their dog walker stroller thing they have. I love it when they're at races.  Warmed up with paul from the kreb team and then toed the line.  We were told that the field filled up, so there would be 150 cat 3/4's racing today.  shit.  I lined up next to Mattie, and we talked about our odds of survivng the day. Behind me a few rows was Chris from the Kreb.

The race started without a hitch and we were off.  I tried to stay mostly near the front.  The field felt very nervous, with lots of extra yelling and braking, stupid moves and people throwing their bikes all over the road when attacking.  Despite this, I felt pretty calm.  I knew there would be crashes, so I figured I should just stay attentive and deal with them as they come.  The first one I saw was right at the start of harlem hill, if I remember correct.  Looked like someone chopped someone else's wheel or something.  They were on the left, and I was on the right, so it didn't bother me.  Around this time I found myself at the front riding up the hill at a good pace.  We hit the top and I felt like I was still riding with the same intensity, but suddenly I found myself sliding straight back in the group.  I knew this was trouble.  I knew it was from no sleep and little food.  I knew my only bet was to just sit in the group.  So that's what I did, tailgunned for the rest of that lap.  My garmin says our average for lap 1 was 25.6mph.

Past the start/finish line and we're on to lap 2.  I'm still just barely hanging on, staring at the wheels in front of me.  Up harlem hill, down again.  Along the backstretch I start feeling a little better after a gel, and I manage to work my way up enough to find Chris.  We talk for a little, I mention how I'm barely hanging on.  This is around the SW corner of the park, right where the road necks down before turning up horseshit alley.  I know this is a bottleneck.  I've known that since the first lap I did on the course.  Why others don't know this, I have not a clue.  All of a sudden everyone is shouting "BRAKING!" and a pile up is starting in slow motion.  I stay up, despite guys falling down in front and flying over the curb behind.  The damage is done, though.  I'm stuck trying to get around two guys untangling their bikes, and suddenly I'm gapped.  I try desperately to join on to other groups of riders trying to bridge back up, but my legs just aren't there.  I still try the best I can and finish lap two with my head down trying my best to reconnect.  Average speed: 25.7mph.

I make a decision and figure I'll just try up until harlem hill.  Maybe the curves and the rollers can work to my advantage.  Sadly, it was not to be, so after cresting the top, I sit up and spin my way back around to the finish line where I sat and watched the finishes of the other races, picked up my stuff from Sandy and met up with Mattie to check out the Grant's Tomb course.  From what I've heard, the grand total was 5 crashes, at least 3 in the 3/4 field, and one in the cat 5's that required medical assitance which I hear caused quite a mess from people trying to sprint around two ambulances at the base of the cat's paw climb just before the finish.

All told, I think just about everything that could have gone wrong did, short of a mechanical issue.  That's racing, I suppose.

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/154862662
NP/IF/TSS: 235W/1.044/89

28.2.12

2012.14: Build 1 Week 2

Sunday: Rode from washington heights to CP to race.  Then raced, then headed back and watched a 5k running race.  Man, for as many people go to those things, they sure don't look like they're having fun.  Which is a shame, because there were a tons of bands and stuff. Here's data for the going there, didn't record the coming back.  See above race report for the race data.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/154862693
NP/IF/TSS:181/0.863/32

Saturday: No riding.  rested up, headed to the city to race the next morning.

Friday: Rode to PT and called it a day.  I almost got merged into by a guy too busy drinking his coffee while driving his SUV to look to see if anybody was there.  Who then proceeded to yell at me.  What a tool.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/154235590
NP/IF/TSS: 200W/0.952/72

Thursday: Lazy day.  Just PT and 3x10 squats.

Wednesday: AE intervals 3x6.5min, 3.5 min rest.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/153828433
NP/IF/TSS: 194W/0.925/54
Interval - Avg power (W) - Avg cadence
1 - 231 - 107
2 - 231 - 109
3 - 228 - 106

Tuesday: I had heard that it was supposed to be in the mid to high 50s today.  Heading out the door, I was dismayed to find that it was a bit chillier than that.  Total buzzkill.  Instead of the long ride I had planned, I eventually got out the door to ride to west meadow beach and home.  I just wasn't feeling it, and I figured rest would be good.  I've been having back pains lately, I think from sitting weird at home.  Also saddle related issues, most likely from getting into a real deep tuck to fight the soon-to-be-march winds.  As such, all these excuses meant more of a rest day for me.  I did give cordwood hill the ol' college try, with a 3rd place PR.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/153510793
NP/IF/TSS: 200W/0.952/112

Monday: Rest day.  Rode to PT and back home.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/153510810
NP/IF/TSS: 193W/0.921/69

20.2.12

2012.13: Build 1 Week 1

Wait, build 1 already?  Ohhh boy...

ALSO, This week starts me altering my methods of getting my IF and TSS.  Prior to this, I was putting all of my rides in one big ol' Golden Cheetah rider profile.  Now I've created a profile just for this season, and that is where the new numbers come from.

Sunday: The plan was Trevor's ride.  Yeah, no.  I woke up late instead hoping the day would warm up a bit.  Eventually after much lounging, I noticed that Ron had posted an afternoon B/B+ ride, so I figured I didn't have much to lose by ambling over there and spinning around with everyone.  Turns out a couple of other faster guys showed up, so we took turns turning the screws on each other, while the rest of the group was able to ride together and just roll their eyes at us.  We stopped at McDonalds, where I decided to give the limited edition shamrock shake a try.  Probably a dumb idea.  More importantly, I was too busy enjoying my shake to remember to turn my garmin back on.  Of course during this time between mcdonalds and the parking lot, I took some really good 300+W pulls (really, I swear!).  So there goes that data.  Rode back home into the wind barely pushing past 200W as my legs were nice and toasty by then.  Also, no achilles troubles today.  The new cleats felt delightful (see friday's edit).
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/152997067
NP/IF/TSS: 179W/0.854/193

Saturday: Standing starts again.  This time I used my straps on my pedals, so I was able to go a little crazy.  The problem with the way I'm doing this exercise now is that I really have no quantifiable way of telling whether I'm getting better or not.  I don't have a designated start or stop or anything.  Whatever.  I guess bottom line is they'll help one way or another.  Also, did my PT stuff at night minus the walking lunge guys.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/152541753
NP/IF/TSS: N/A

Friday: No riding.  PT exercises at night.  Also did some transverse planks, 3x10 squats.
EDIT: I also took the time to replace my cleats on my road shoes at night.  I had noticed the other day that I have a little bit of side to side play in my foot, rotating about a fore-aft axis.  I originally was just going to switch my right and left cleats, but my left cleat broke moving it over, so new cleats it is!

Thursday: What a warm day.  I got up early to ride a little bit before PT, only being able to ride to port jeff before turning around on 347 to make it back in time.  After PT, while starting to ride home, I noticed my achilles didn't hurt at all.  Strange.  As such, I took a detour down to yaphank to add in a few miles to make this a bit of an endurance ride.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/151994088
NP/IF/TSS: 170W/0.809/170

Wednesday: The plan was for a long endurance ride today, but I ended up sleeping in very late.  I just wasn't feeling it today.  Eventually I got out the door in time to just ride to the two local beaches.  My achilles started hurting along the way, which sucks considering how short of a ride it was.  I'm starting to think this is from a new exercise they have me doing at PT.  I didn't do my PT exercises in the evening in order to rest up a little.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/151994099
NP/IF/TSS: 180/0.857/67

Tuesday: Rode to PT.  Afterward, I headed to the Port Jeff area to do some hill climbing.  I wanted to map a couple of climbs, and maybe see if I could get some PRs on some others.  Unfortunately, I had two things working against me.  First, I didn't bring gloves because it was supposed to be warm, getting warmer.  Instead it was mild, getting far colder and windier.  Also, my achilles felt like it was acting up a bit, too.  Jessie asked me during PT if I thought it was helping at all.  I said I didn't know.  I think I have a better idea now...
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/151502054
NP/IF/TSS: 212W/1.009/175

Monday: rest day.  rested.

13.2.12

2012.12: Base 3 Week 4 - Rest

Sunday: No riding.  PT exercises and seated squat jump whatevers in the evening.

Saturday: no riding.  Almost no PT either, but I eventually guilted myself into doing it.  Also did squats, wide pushup thingys, and transverse planks.  EDIT: I'm dumb, I did do some "training" in that I attempted a few standing starts on the track bike.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/150288546
NP/IF/TSS: N/A

Friday: Rode to PT.  Rode home.  It felt warm heading out, so I just wore shorts without leg warmers.  It was a bit colder on the way back, though, so no extra riding.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/150288546
NP/IF/TSS: 217W/0.836/56

Thursday: No riding.  PT exercises.  One of these days I also did some squats.  Might have been today.

Wednesday: No riding.  More PT stuff.

Tuesday: No riding.  Did some PT exercises. I also adjusted the saddle on the trackbike to be more level.  I'll have to give it a go to see how it feels.  I think I might try to change saddles.  The nose on this one is just too round in cross-section, which I think results in too much pressure.

Monday: Rest day.  Rode to PT.  Rode home.  I spent the ride there alternating between going anaerobic because I was running late and debating if this all is really helping.  I just don't know.  I still get discomfort when I ride, but no pain.  So who knows.  What I don't get is how I'm in there sweating my balls off while exercising, but the assistants there are wearing sweaters and stuff.  I think they're showing off.  Which I don't mind.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/149487177
NP/IF/TSS: 188W/0.721/43

7.2.12

2012.11: Base 3 Week 3

Sunday: No riding.  Eating lots of food and stuff.

Saturday: Cruise or possibly AE intervals.  I don't really remember what the difference is.  Three intervals of 6.5 minutes with 3.5 minutes rest between.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/148895428
Interval - Avg power (W) - Avg Cadence
1 - 235 - 110
2 - 237 - 107
3 - 240 - 107

Friday: PT again.  Managed to do that longer ride that I wanted to do the other day, despite the PT room being even hotter.  My ankle was bugging me at the end of the ride again.  Yesterday's and today's ride also made me feel like I'm using my quads a lot more than normal.  I suppose that's a really ambiguous statement, but they just feel very dull during and after riding.  I'll have to search through the ol' archives and see if I've felt this before.  Maybe that's just what getting in shape feels like.  Also, hello Kristen!
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/148556067
NP/IF/TSS: 181W/0.698/75

Thursday: Lazy morning.  I got out on the bike eventually, and decided it would be worthwhile to do a hilly ride to northport.  Had some espresso while I was there.  My achilles was bugging me on and off throughout the ride, so maybe it was a bad idea.  Too late to worry about that now.  I did feel completely out of it the rest of the day.  I don't know if it was a lack of nutrition or what, but it sucked.  I did seem to have some pretty good power numbers though, for what it's worth.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/148368070
NP/IF/TSS: 207W/0.795/129

Wednesday: Day one of physical therapy.  Rode to PT, took a longer ride home.  I was going to do an even longer ride, but I was getting a chill.  They keep the room so hot, so I was very sweaty.  I felt good afterward, though, so hooray PT.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/148222457
NP/IF/TSS: 194W/0.745/54

Tuesday: Despite sleeping in to the last possible minute, I managed to catch up with Ron's ride to cedar beach. I actually felt really good on the ride despite not riding lately and only eating a banana in the parking lot before the ride.  After we got to the parking lot, the other rider (Mike, I think (I'm still terrible with names)) mentioned that he is a chiropractor and could tell that it was my right leg that was bothering me.  Apparently my medial hamstring has an imbalance.  Interesting.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/147882722
NP/IF/TSS: 181W/0.696/107

Monday: Rest day.  Did some easier calf exercises (15 per) as well as some transverse planks and pushups.  Also, I saw the doctor about my achilles tendinitis.  Turns out I have tendinitis.  Shocking.  I start PT on wednesday.