Wednesday, 28 February 2007
Saturday, 24 February 2007
Limo from airport
489/night room, huge and apparently on hill.
Sushi dinner for one 85
Sunday, 18 February 2007
How exactly does one base build fast? I've devised a rather dumb method: arrange group rides, predominantly stacked with riders who are unquestionably faster than me Dallas, Jon, Mical, Gerry and Chris all came out for the base miles. I'm very impressed that Chris is a man of his word "I don't ride unless it's above zero" is something I recall hearing a while back. Now that it's above zero, he's out like clockwork. Instead of doing the smart thing and riding with equipment as least as fast as everyone else, I do the Rocky Balboa move and make it hard: ride something a little heavier and slower (apparently I don't have Rocky's charismatic ability to overcome all difficulty). You actually have to be a much better rider to make that work!
This isn't an "excuse" post, I kept up for the most part (Read: they waited). Dallas is just plain fast, and the scary thing is he's really not much heavier than I am anymore... geez, and I thought my power to weight ratio was inferior last year. Any roadies listening out there? Dallas is light this year, and he'll lose another pound once he shaves his legs and chest. Look out Cat 4 and Cat 3. Jon keeps an extra 17,000 calories of carbs in his hollow left leg apparently. "I didn't really eat much breakfast" I hear at the start, yet he's able to ride tempo for 4 hours without fading...
Here's where it gets a little silly. Jon doesn't mind riding the slushy, icy mess of Calgary's streets on a set of Mavic Ksyrium SL wheels with road racing tires. Plus I can still see the sticker on the frame of his Dean that says "super light". My Strong has a "Strong" sticker, "super light" is conspicuously absent. He should probably also get "super light" tatooed somewhere prominent while he's at it. It's hard to follow the investment banking mantra and use more lighter, faster, trendier and more expensive equipment to help me stay with the group, when my logic dictates snow and ice and racing slicks don't mix. This isn't the weather for my new Cervelo!
I spent a little time looking down at the rubber in front of me, and being a numbers guy I began to ponder (mild digression here, for the most part I avoided wheelsucking as much as possible). The Continental TravelContact touring tires I have are 640g of punture resistent engineering each, that's twice as much weight as any respectable 23mm tire. The TravelAll tubes 35-40mm tubes I have are thick, I swear they're thicker than some race specific tires I've seen, plus there's just more material there for a larger tire. And my un-aero Open Pro 32 spoke wheels I think are 1750g. I estimate that over my normal road riding wheelset, which would be equivalent to Jon's setup, thats over 1kg of additional wheelweight.
Hmm... I'm actually not really trying to make excuses here, I'm just trying to see if I ran out of energy for any respectable reason or if I just need to really ramp up my training more. If not, I might be in trouble... maybe if I keep organizing rides they'll still ride with me? I hope I don't have to pay the Germans out of my next bonus for a set of LightWeight wheels and start wearing a timetrail helmet just to keep up!
Seems the real answer is bring road wheels out next weekend, cause math doesn't tell the whole story. The real measure is when the rubber hits the road. To me it feels like spring is just around the corner, and I'm excited! Pushing the big tires around, riding into the massive west wind were great spring training. And nothing feels better than blowing the better part of a $20 at Cinnamon Spoon on all the calories your body can handle.
Friday, 16 February 2007
Then out of the blue comes a trip to Whistler for some skiing and a dinner next week. Woohoo!
Can I complain? Not really of course. It's all fun. But besides biking in Tucson, I'm going to need some serious sleep.
Saturday, 10 February 2007
I snowboarded for the morning, conditions were ok but not fantastic, I'm still spoiled from cat skiing.
I tried snowshoeing for the afternoon. It took 45 minutes to march straight up the hill, great workout. Within 30m of the top lift, I saw Craig Marshall and Vadim Demb skiing... and they weren't the least bit surprised to see me walking up the hill. After we parted ways, a guy on a snowmobile gave me a hard time about walking up, saying the hill was for downhill traffic only. We went through some mild debate, I didn't really care, I was happy to walk back down, but I didn't want to let him get away with being a jerk without a little poke in the ribs. The ski patrollers and another worker on a snowmobile earlier passed me and said "killer workout man" and stuff like that, but this guy was convinced I was a major hazard on the hill. He didn't like my idea of riding the lift down (lifts can't do that, it's dangerous... he obviously knew I was born yesterday to be that dumb). Anyway, day was great.
We're now onto a collection of Jolt, Red Bull and 4 cans of Monster (regular, low carb, Kaos and Assault). The party is not shutting down right after the hot tub tonight!
Tuesday, 6 February 2007
Looks like it's going to be cold this weekend for my trip down to Fernie, I'll either bring snowshoes or XC skis along with my downhill gear to get some aerobic work in.