Anyway, training has been going pretty well. We just got hit with another round of mother nature's voodoo and are forecast to get some more "anti-ride" precip. I'm getting sick of the trainer so it may be time to invest in some rollers, who knows. Body is starting to reject the indoor training as well. There is a mysterious pain in my left calf that is really annoying...maybe some MOB squad homie is knowing how strong we will be and has some voodoo doll...or maybe I've just been watching too much creepy shit on tv to think that up. Well, I'm getting a bike fit next weekend so hopefully i can ride pain free from then on out...I'll keep everyone posted on how the fit goes as it will be my first experience.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
It's christmas in February???
I know...every cyclist describes the time when you get your kits and new gear as a little mini extra Christmas, so of course I followed suit. The kits came in from Champion System on Wednesday and I am really impressed. They are definitely a bold look that follows our "green" theme to a T and I really like how they turned out...mad props to our designer Fink!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Racing vs. Riding
I have a large number of friends, co-workers, and family (including my gf but she is learning...) that don't fully understand my cycling so I thought this might be good to clear the air. I've had the idea for this post for some while now, just hope I can do the topic justice...
Yes I ride my bike and yes I race my bike...but for the sake of what I do in this sport, they are defined differently. One who just rides a bike in a racers mind is a recreational cyclist. Mostly out for longer group rides on the weekends to get some physical activity. They relish in the mass start "touring" events such as R.A.I.N and the Hilly Hundred. Now before I go any further, I have nothing against these types of cyclists, and I commend their commitment to what I believe is the best form of exercise outdoors. I am just defining this to show the difference between racing cyclists and "riding" cyclists. Most of my extended family thinks that this is all that I do, but there is so much more...
A cyclist who races started as a rider first and foremost. We got hooked on the freedom of roaming the beautiful countryside on 2 wheels that we were powering! I remember seeing nature in a completely different light once I started riding a bike...I gained an appreciation that I will never lose. Having said that, I still enjoy riding. I relish those days where speed, heart rate, and intensity level are all thrown out the window and you ride because you love it, but ever since my first race I was hooked. There is something about the competitive nature of this sport that sucks you in and never lets you look back.
Racing requires a passion and dedication for this sport that often makes a cyclist look obsessive and down right crazy at times. Countless hours spent training...monitoring everything from avg power to heart rate zones and time spent in certain interval intensity ranges. Yes it is a science...training intensity can be measured in watts or kilojoules and bike measurements are taken down to the millimeter. Still, we do it because we love this sport. Everyone knows the sacrifices we make...less time on your feet, planning weekend events with friends around your training schedule, limiting your partying and drinking...it can be a lot to achieve what some would say is a little. Any cyclist would argue that is is worth every minute you put in. There are sensations that we are addicted to...masochistic feelings. We love the feeling of tired and tight legs as we push on a few more miles or climb that one more big hill. We enjoy that feeling of being so "gas-ed" that you can't quite see straight or you might just fall off your bike because your body is so weak. I have heard stories of professionals saying that they have gone so hard that they literally get tunnel vision and their fingers and toes go numb...because their heart is pumping every bit of blood possible to the major muscle groups in the legs. I have never thrown up on my bike from going so hard but in a sick way...I dream of doing it.
This is OUR sport. A sport often overshadowed by what mainstream considers to be the "American sports", but a sport of pain, sacrifice, and glory nonetheless. It is a sport I hope never gets fully popular because I would hate to see it completely commercialized. There are so many little nuances and traditions rooted in the European history that makes this its own unique subculture. We ride because we love the bike...we believe in the bike! We race because we love the sport...we believe in the sport!
So I offer up two bits of advice for two different audiences: First, if you know anyone who races their bike...listen to them. Try and understand their sport, their passion...and if nothing else, respect this sport known as cycling. Secondly, all you racers out there...don't forget where you started. Remember that at one time you loved just simply riding your bike. So take that ride where you remove your speedometer, powermeter, or heartrate monitor and just ride!
Sorry that was a long one...just really wanted to share my thoughts.
Yes I ride my bike and yes I race my bike...but for the sake of what I do in this sport, they are defined differently. One who just rides a bike in a racers mind is a recreational cyclist. Mostly out for longer group rides on the weekends to get some physical activity. They relish in the mass start "touring" events such as R.A.I.N and the Hilly Hundred. Now before I go any further, I have nothing against these types of cyclists, and I commend their commitment to what I believe is the best form of exercise outdoors. I am just defining this to show the difference between racing cyclists and "riding" cyclists. Most of my extended family thinks that this is all that I do, but there is so much more...
A cyclist who races started as a rider first and foremost. We got hooked on the freedom of roaming the beautiful countryside on 2 wheels that we were powering! I remember seeing nature in a completely different light once I started riding a bike...I gained an appreciation that I will never lose. Having said that, I still enjoy riding. I relish those days where speed, heart rate, and intensity level are all thrown out the window and you ride because you love it, but ever since my first race I was hooked. There is something about the competitive nature of this sport that sucks you in and never lets you look back.
Racing requires a passion and dedication for this sport that often makes a cyclist look obsessive and down right crazy at times. Countless hours spent training...monitoring everything from avg power to heart rate zones and time spent in certain interval intensity ranges. Yes it is a science...training intensity can be measured in watts or kilojoules and bike measurements are taken down to the millimeter. Still, we do it because we love this sport. Everyone knows the sacrifices we make...less time on your feet, planning weekend events with friends around your training schedule, limiting your partying and drinking...it can be a lot to achieve what some would say is a little. Any cyclist would argue that is is worth every minute you put in. There are sensations that we are addicted to...masochistic feelings. We love the feeling of tired and tight legs as we push on a few more miles or climb that one more big hill. We enjoy that feeling of being so "gas-ed" that you can't quite see straight or you might just fall off your bike because your body is so weak. I have heard stories of professionals saying that they have gone so hard that they literally get tunnel vision and their fingers and toes go numb...because their heart is pumping every bit of blood possible to the major muscle groups in the legs. I have never thrown up on my bike from going so hard but in a sick way...I dream of doing it.
This is OUR sport. A sport often overshadowed by what mainstream considers to be the "American sports", but a sport of pain, sacrifice, and glory nonetheless. It is a sport I hope never gets fully popular because I would hate to see it completely commercialized. There are so many little nuances and traditions rooted in the European history that makes this its own unique subculture. We ride because we love the bike...we believe in the bike! We race because we love the sport...we believe in the sport!
So I offer up two bits of advice for two different audiences: First, if you know anyone who races their bike...listen to them. Try and understand their sport, their passion...and if nothing else, respect this sport known as cycling. Secondly, all you racers out there...don't forget where you started. Remember that at one time you loved just simply riding your bike. So take that ride where you remove your speedometer, powermeter, or heartrate monitor and just ride!
Sorry that was a long one...just really wanted to share my thoughts.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Kowabunga!!!!

Yup, just finished watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles the movie (oh yeah, the first one for all of you fans out there). I actually think there is a mini marathon on abc family right now...to bad I need to hit the roads for a nice long ride today. For some reason these movies are a blast too watch...I don't know if it is the throw back to the early 90s or the fact that every boy wanted to to be one (usually Leonardo...cause swords kick ass).
Well back to the bike stuff...ride was nice. It was wet, but nearly 50 degrees outside! I'm really glad I finally got to get some outdoor miles in...they always just seem to be that much more beneficial. Today was one of those days that even though I had a specific workout to accomplish it was just nice to see nature. Even parts of a midwest winter can be beautiful...just the fresh air and activity of the surrounding area were a nice change of pace.
Looking ahead: I get my new bike on Monday and believe me, I can't wait!!!! Also, our team clothing should be here real soon in the next week or two...it's about time to stop rocking mismatched gear...time to look "pro"...haha. That's all for now peeps.
I'll leave you with this pretty funny youtube video that I'm sure many of you may have already seen...I still crack up at this kid
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
"The winter crack"...and it's abrupt end
It happens to the best of us...the inevitable "winter crack". Here in the midwest we have been fortunate enough to have been blessed with a crap ton of snow (insert sarcasm for all you slow people) and just when I thought it was all going to clear up and I could sneak out on the roads, more came on Tuesday...bummer. As cyclists in the Midwest, we are accustomed to hours spent in front of a tv watching our idols duke it out on the world's stage as we sweat in small rooms on the trainer or rollers going no where.
I try to look at the positive as much as I can. I mean the trainer offers you the chance to get a very structured workout with no outside variables like wind, terrain, or weather having an impact. Great idea...a little harder to practice and last week that came true. I tried to hop on the trainer last Thurs. for 2 hrs...I made it 25 min. Go ahead and call me weak, but I was just done, sick of it...I took a couple of days off to regroup mentally and a blessing in disguise came: my coach!
I finally got a chance to connect with my new coach Aaron and discuss the training plan for this year. Boy did I need that! Once I got the new training plan that weekend I was back!!! Training has never felt so good and I am inspired again to hit things full force. He's a great guy who has a great philsophy. I know it's still early, but just after a couple of his prescribed workouts I was feeling some great sensations. Let's hope all this work now pays off some serious dividends come late April!

Where the pros get to train...yup, i'm jealous

I try to look at the positive as much as I can. I mean the trainer offers you the chance to get a very structured workout with no outside variables like wind, terrain, or weather having an impact. Great idea...a little harder to practice and last week that came true. I tried to hop on the trainer last Thurs. for 2 hrs...I made it 25 min. Go ahead and call me weak, but I was just done, sick of it...I took a couple of days off to regroup mentally and a blessing in disguise came: my coach!
I finally got a chance to connect with my new coach Aaron and discuss the training plan for this year. Boy did I need that! Once I got the new training plan that weekend I was back!!! Training has never felt so good and I am inspired again to hit things full force. He's a great guy who has a great philsophy. I know it's still early, but just after a couple of his prescribed workouts I was feeling some great sensations. Let's hope all this work now pays off some serious dividends come late April!
What we get to enjoy in the Midwest...

Where the pros get to train...yup, i'm jealous

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