First ride with the new wheels and new tires and I got a flat. 30kms into the ride and 7kms away from the car.
I haven’t had one in all the years I’ve been riding, today was my first. Of course, it HAD to be the back tire. Got it off. Assumed the flat was due to shoddy workmanship (my own) and that it occurred due to the tube being pinched in putting the tire on yesterday. Got out the spare tube. Stem is the wrong size for the 404’s (too short). Bugger. Another team member comes along and has the right size—bonus. Get the tire off, tube on and tire back on…even get to try out the C02 canister for the first time (use gloves, they get cold).
Oh oh. There’s air escaping from the tire. Turns out it’s not due to shoddy workmanship, but a shard of glass. Two tubes down, none to go, no C02 left. I have to call it quits and get a lift back into town from a teammate’s wife who was nice enough to come pick me up.
So today’s score is, Road 1, me 0. But at least I got to fly on those 404s for a few good kms before the glass got me.
Here she is! All ready for the 70.3 in September. I had been lusting after a Cervelo for ages when a friend put his used one on the market in March. Another bought new 808’s and announced he had no use for his 404’s because so I got some new (to me) wheels. Now after a tune up and re-tape, she’s ready to ride in the morn.
Now I just have to do something about the wimpy engine under the hood!
'How cold?' I hear you ask, cold enough that yesterday on the way to the outdoor pool with a dodgy heat pump—at 6AM—my car waned me that I could encounter 'icy conditions'.
Today it’s warmer, 3c (39f), but somehow this Canuck turned Aussie is still balking at getting on the bike to train.
Edit: But I did. 68km ride, 30 min run.
Many of the members of the Tri squad I belong to are also taking part in the 70.3 at Mooloolaba in September. On the group ride this morning, one of these fellows piped up and reminded us all we only have 11 Sundays left until race day.
Scary thought that.
Ps. Is there anything so aptly named than a brick workout?
This is the elevation profile for a 14km race I did this morning. (http://fairfax.tiktok.biz/city2south/2014/04801). I missed my goal time by just over a minute—which somehow feels worse than missing it by an hour ;).
Strange distance, great course, fun event. I’ll definitely try and get back next year.
I might even find that one minute and three seconds.
There were weeks last year where I didn’t swim as far as I swam today. Feels good to be back in the pool.
Feels better knowing I don’t have to wake up at 4:30 to do it again tomorrow!
First solo swim in a while. 2300m at an excruciatingly slow pace.
But 14 wks out from 70.3 at Mooloolaba.
Every workout counts.