Once more into the breeks!

So. No more snow. But a return to the “normal” piddling down and howling gale meant that I still wasn’t able to get outdoors. An alternative plan therefore needed for my run today. Yep, you guessed it. The kitchen. Result – 25.05 mi in 01:14:29 hours at 20.18 mi/h. It was a fast flat run which I had decided on as I had been feeling a bit tired earlier in the day – so much so I feel asleep during the Liverpool vs Stoke game which, I was reliably informed, was probably the best course of action. I felt bloody marvellous on the “run” however, and could have gone on but for the lure of ham, potatoes and sprouts cooking away behind me getting too much to bear. That’s the trouble with kitchen rides – you are at the mercy of every delicious smell. The other day I developed a craving for marmalade because it was being made behind me, and I have never liked the stuff. Forgot the dang heart strap again. Just as well I’m not in danger of exploding. Right; shower, then on to MCL to see if I am still ahead of the one who must be kept ahead of at all costs. You know who you are! And I am! So far.

Well, that’s the end of the first week of indoor cycling and I’ve done 130 or so miles. That’s only another 290 to go to make the minimum target for the month (between 425 and 450 pcm is the target parameters). It’s getting not so knackering, and although I’m not anywhere near getting the best out of it, I’m very pleased with it so far. Have got a training wheel on order to complete the set. I’ll not bore you with details of every ride from now on, so expect weekly updates from now on unless something out of the ordinary occurs.

On an aside, I’m getting a bit fed up with the scenery so I think I’ll redecorate. How about wallpaper featuring rolling hills and other pretty landscapes. Or to really confuse myself, rolling waves on an open sea.

The kitchen revisited

15.02 mi in 01:02:31 hours at 14.42 mi/h on taxc satori blue turbo trainer. Another snowfall put paid to any hope of getting out on to some real roads today so I embarked on a further world tour of the kitchen featuring today’s domestic appliance of choice – the hoover. The hoover got involved because of yesterday’s unfortunate incident of the towel in the dog’s water dish, so the bike ‘n’ Tacx combo got moved slightly further back in the room thus allowing said vacuum cleaning device to double as a towel rail. Today’s plan was different: instead of going for speed on a relatively flat surface, I attemtped to simulate a hillier ride by using the resistance settings. The idea is that setting 1 equates to grade/gradient 1, setting 2 = grade 2 and so on. It’s a bit looser than that in actual fact but Im still awaiting advice from an expert from a bike forum to give me the more exact calcs. So, the game plan was 5miles at setting (grade) 4; 5 miles at 2; 2 miles at 3; 2 miles at 4; 0.5miles at 5, then 0.5 at setting 2 to simulate a downhill sprint (well sort of) finish. Phew! The first 5 miles at 4 were OK but the last ones were hell. Ah well, practice makes perfect.

where to today? I know – the kitchen.

30.12 mi in 01:31:59 hours at 19.65 mi/h on taxc satori blue turbo trainer. Another expedition to the microwave and back, taking in the toaster, coffee machine and washing machine en route. 30.12 miles total (we have very large kitchen appliances) with only a couple of short stops for Gatorade and to rescue my towel from the dog’s dish. Forgot the darn heart strap again! Worked out that if you put the tension lever on the Tacx at various positions it equates to gradient (grade). Still to calculate the exact equivalence, but today I thought I’d do relatively flat ride and concentrate on speed. Seems to have worked. Pasta input followed and very nice it was too.

How big is this darn kitchen?

30.07 mi in 01:47:14 hours at 16.82 mi/h on the taxc satori blue turbo trainer. Another journey across the kitchen. jeez, I’ll be wearing a rut in the floor soon. Decided to up the ante slighty and go for a 30 miler. This is because the Johnstone Wheelers have the first of their first formal rides in three weeks time – this one is about 37 miles of hilly terrain. I’ve ridden part of it before when I was just starting out and did OK, but that was when there wasn’t anyone there to let down or in front of whom to make a tool of myself. I’m not promising myself I’ll go to the ride but it is a good target to set myself – 37 miles distance and a bit more resistance on the flywheel to simulate hills. But then again who knows: might even be back out on the road by then. I hope!

The Kitchen again

20.05 mi in 01:12:51 hours at 16.51 mi/h on the taxc satori blue turbo trainer. Another outing for the Tacx. Bit less knackering this time but still hard going. Will give it a couple more simple rides before even attempting the hill shots.

A Ride Across the Midegeskitchen

First “outing” for the Tacx satori turbo trainer on the route that I’ve now christened The Midegeskitchen. I’m bloody knackered – way more tiring than a normal ride and that without any real hills. Some interesting readings on the Garmin: average speed 14mph-ish which is fine, good healthy dose of calories used (fillet steak justified for dinner tonight), but according to the elevation, I spent a long time underground! There you go then – those who say I am a troglodyte may have a point. Also causing much amusement is the fact that my route map looks a bit like a splatted alien. As I said knackering, but hey it was fun and felt a lot more like a “real” ride than the spin bikes at the gym!

The Boncyclist’s New Toy

We have had snow on the ground now since December 21st 2009 – more snow than we’ve had for the past fifteen years put together I reckon. And, of course, it’s been below freezing so we are living on one enormous skating rink. Every time I look outside I fully expect to see Torvill and Dean Boleroing their way up Main Road. What it has meant is that it will be well nigh impossible to get the bike on the road until we have had a major thaw and some good west of Scotland rain to clear the muck away.

So, in the interim an emergency measure was needed if I was to make any headway on my target of 5000 miles before Hogmanay 2010. The result – yet another gadget to play with, this time in the shape of a Tacx Satori Blue turbo trainer.

I’ve been keeping an eye on these ever since I saw one being used at the gym by a girl who is a budding champion triathlete. I have previously viewed them as a bit of a gimmick (turbo trainers that is not triathletes), but she seemed to be making good use of it. Further investigation showed me that they have come a long way from the rickety devices of the past and so I decided to take the plunge. Not literally on this occasion.

So here is my bran’ noo toy – currently set up in the kitchen as it is way too cold in the garage where it will normally reside after I’ve negotiated a deal on repositioning a Honda Blackbird.

Right. Here we go! On yer bike Wallace!

The Midge's new toy

Buddy wonders if he'll be expected to run alongside

The shirt's off - no pain, no gain!

The Dip Wi’ A Nip

Every so often I go a little bit mad (there are those who might query the use of the phrase “every so often” there) and a case in point might just be my decision to take part in the Dip wi’ a Nip. Now there is, as you can imagine, a HUGE clue in the name there as to what this event might be. A contest to consume a small drop of the amber nectar while lying on a lilo in a heated pool at a luxury hotel perhaps? Or, if we’re apply potentially racist nicknames, my chance to go swimming with Ken Watanabe? Oh if only, if only to either of those but especially the latter. No, what this event was was my very own personal opportunity to throw myself into the Firth of Clyde at Prestwick on Boxing Day 2009. At this point I should point out that most British waterways fail to get above 5C – and that at the height of summer. What then would the temperature be in a large firth at the end of December – and a particularly cold and snowy December at that? Answer: aproximately 2-3C. Cold, but curiously not significantly colder than the Atlantic off the coast of Islay in July. But, on the basis that on its own that fact is not enough to justify the venture, the real question remains, why on earth would anyone do such a thing? Well two hundred or so someones did and all for the CLIC Sargent charity – probably the major charity for children with cancer and leukaemia in Scotland. The event took place on Prestwick seafront right outside the windows of Malcolm Sargent House and Buddy and I did our bit for raising some cash for this very worthwhile cause. To me a particularly sad facet of UK society that so much has to be raised for charities and research through the efforts of the public while governments play the war and weapons of mass destruction game. Notwithstanding that, I will continue to do what little I can and if being slightly daft one day a year is what this one takes, then bring it on.

As it happened, the water was not as cold as I’d expected althought I did chicken out of a full immersion. My excuse was that Buddy had taken off to say hello to another dog. What actually happened was he went in slightly ahead of me then turned round and took a slight panic when he couldn’t see me on the shore. He hadn’t recognised that I was actually alongside him and the look he gave me when he registered that fact was along the lines of “What the hell is that daft bugger doing in here?” – a question indeed that has been asked by many. Anyway he was my excuse to stay in the relative shallows as I felt getting in up to my waist was ample for the first attempt. Next year I’ll go for the full dook. What’s this “next year” stuff then?

Emerging triumphant

Me an' ma dawg

My purloined teeshirt

After the Snows

In case you all think I’ve been posted missing in action (or indeed just posted inaction) please take a look at the pics – this is how the cycle tracks have been for the past week. Before that there were a few days of solid ice – all of which has put a serious dent in my cycling activities outdoors. It’s all very purty, but I’d really really like it all to go away now so I can get back in a real saddle as opposed to a spin bike at the David Lloyd.

The upper track at Elderslie

The lower track

Buddy guards a waymarker

The fork of the R7 and R75

Before the Snows

As the yella thing was back again minus its pals fog and ice, I lycrad up and toddled off down the Lochwinnoch track. The plan had been to do the full loop (minus the acrobatics of the last attempt) but I felt a bit sluggish so decided just to come back on the track rather than do the full loop. Dunno why I was sluggish – possibly the effects of my flu jags? Or doing too many spin classes (I did do a 2hours-plus session of gym yesterday). Average speed 13.4 but average cadence down at 76. Not disastrous but less good than I’m aiming for. Want to get to average speeds of 15+ over the Christmas break. Cadence hasn’t been too bad of late so as long as I keep it fairly constant around 75-85 just now I’ll be happy. Trip stats: 23.53 mi in 01:47:00 hours at 13.19 mi/h on Dolan Mythos.