I love numbers. In a world of grey, they tend to be stark (not a GoT reference). So here are a few.
I’m 13 days out from my 1st ever 70.3. And.I.am.hurting.
2014 has been my biggest year for training (so far) and we’re only just 9 months in (2409kms and 155hrs).
Last month (August) was my biggest ever effort (655 kms and 39 hrs) and last week was my biggest week ever (187 kms and 10:42hrs).
However—thankfully—tomorrow, is a rest day.
Garmin ate my workout
Today is my peak brick workout for the 70.3 on September 14. The schedule called for a 3hr ride (min 90kms) followed by a 45min run. I got up at 4:30am to get it all in. I took this pic about 15kms into the ride. We have it very good here. 90% of the ride was along the coast. I got home after about 3.5 hrs and went out for the run which was just over 9km. Finally sat down after getting it all done and tried to upload the effort to Garmin Connect and presto. It was gone. Disappeared. No record on the watch and nothing uploaded.
According to my trusty watch over four hours of effort never happened. Apparently I’m not the only one either. Looking on the garmin website there are quite a few others in the same predicament.
Anyone out there have a similar experience or more importantly know the fix?
It’s been raining here of late, the first time in months—and I’ve had a bit of experience coming off the bike in wet conditions. Unfortunately this has coincided with the peak weeks of the racing program for my 70.3 a few weeks from now (thanks again Ross!). So piking on the big rides isn’t an option. This morning comprised a 2 hr 40 min session on the trainer—30 min warm up spin and cool down and an 1:40 session from those masochists at sufferfest. http://www.thesufferfest.com/training-video/blender/.
This was followed up by a 30 min run off the bike. One more tough week to go and then taper—and maybe a few naps inbetween.
I can’t wait.
The torture chamber
Warning: They hurt, but in a good way.
25 days out from the 70.3—this was the closest I could come to a smile for my wife this morning. I was 50 minutes into a spin session from these guys http://www.thesufferfest.com that Tridad put me on to. If you’re looking for a good trainer video for less than $15.00 you should really check out some of the offerings at sufferfest.
So, as it turns out, I seem to be spending a bit more time this year on the bike. :)
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?