What’s Going On?

What’s going on? A lot of stuff since the last blog post but nothing really bike racing related. First of all:

Yeah, that’s right. I bought a motorcycle. It’s a 1976 Honda CJ 360 T and it is by at least $100 the cheapest bike I’ve ever bought. It’s a good little bike, but it needs some lovin’. It works about 1000 times better now than when I bought it after I changed the clutch cable, oil, and oil filter. Now after I throw some aero bars and dimpled tires on this bad boy I’ll be dominating the NRC circuit. Mancebo, you’ve been warned! After all those RealCyclist dorks stole our product sponsorship. I wouldn’t even want to be on a team that couldn’t come up with a creative name: Real Cyclist….Competitive Cyclists, I’m pretty sure we’re all Really Competitive Cyclists (it’s because we’re racing bikes).

In general I’ve been getting a good fill on my fossil fuel racing on lately. For one work lunch we all went go-karting (yes, again). Although this time they were legit go-karts that were fast enough to make you want to pee your pants when you hit the accelerator (Urine’s sterile, I’m sure the seats are now cleaner than they were). We sit in cubicles all day long, we need some release. I’m currently working on a midsize engine (think 737) calculating thermal expansion of the parts during takeoff and landing. The thing is jet engines move A LOT. My job is to make sure that the seals between the rotating parts (the rotor) and the stationary parts (the stator) do not rub TOO much. Think of it, some super lightweight skeleton structure spins up to 1000 rpm and several thousand degrees in a matter of seconds, these parts like to rub and grind each other more than Guido’s at a dance club.

In bike racing:

I also got the results of my VO2/Threshold test that took place at the OSU COSI lab.
Drum-roll:

VO2 Max: 78.8
Threshold: 301 watts

I mean damn, I always figured to be a rider with shitty power numbers I’m even impressed by this. According to the free Coggan power profile excel spreadsheet; I pretty much have identical power numbers to the “Cat 3 with an Amazing Sprint”.

Here’s my actual one:

So it’s well established that 1: I should be a terrible elite bike racer and 2: I clearly need to be pounding the Pizza and Beer more in order to better my Power to Weight ratio. Since my weight will be much higher I won’t have to worry about the other multiplier: Power (mostly because that involves training).

But no really I’ll probably get a coach next year, not to tell me how to train (I know, hide in the woods and take naps after eating $5 hot and ready pizzas). But to keep me focused or something, you know someone to hold me accountable.

My parents also visited this weekend, my Dad picked up his road bike and we went for his first road bike ride together.

I also did my first cyclocross race today, which was terrible…more to come

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I am Champion of the Sunflowers

Yes I in fact am. Last Friday was the Milford Sunflower Classic located in Milford, OH. The course on paper looked really tame, just a standard 6 corner “L” shaped crit with what the flyer described as a “slight” hill. First of all the hill proved way more than slight, second the straight just before the finishing stretch was a 100 meters of roughly 20% descent. It was a little sketchy at first glance, but with only 30 riders in the race it proved to be a really fun race.

It was a pretty local field of riders in attendance. In an effort to get some good training in before Univest I rode my bike to work, then rode from work to the race in Milford taking a slightly indirect route through the very hilly Indian Hill region to the race itself. By the time I got to the race venue I already had over 30 miles on the day.
The race, being a small field on a tough course, was going to do nothing but split up. I watched most the moves, and finally when things started breaking up bridged up to Jeff Pendlebury from Cleveland Clinic and Brad Schaffer of Nuvo. We worked really well together and lapped the field in about a half hour. I attacked through the field, but mostly because the lead moto had nearly caused an accident for the 3rd time and I was trying to catch him to tell him to get way in front of us (apparently a bike with a mechanical motor is faster uphill than a bike with a human motor). Anyway after some hand gesturing by most of the breakaway he got the message (although crashed into a sign on the last lap).
Things were pretty chill in the field until 2 to go when Jeff attacked pretty hard, I was caught in a little of a poor location and honestly mistook him for one of the 5 other RGF riders at first. I followed him just catching him the last lap’s climb. I attacked going into the downhill corners knowing whoever went through those first always had a bit of an advantage. I came out first with a bit of a gap and opened it up for the finish.

As I said I raced with power. I’m learning as I go along that my power numbers are not at all very impressive:


What ever, still won
Anyway on to the VO2 Max Test, which literally took place here:

That’s not me, but replace that treadmill with me, on my bike, hooked up to a trainer, with a giant respirator attached to my head. And a bunch of a little kids staring in at me in the tights.
After a pretty leisurely 15 min warm up it was on to the test, which has to somehow be incorporated into a on-bike workout because it was the hardest thing I’ve done in a while and left my legs ruined for the rest of the day. It started off at 100 watt’s, no biggie.
Then ever minute the resistance would be increased by 25 watts. Since the resistance went up all you had to do was ride the same cadence. After a few minutes I was at 375 wattage, which is apparently a shit load. 400 was the last minute I could complete and I totally blew up at 425. Apparently I topped off at 79.something ml*kg/sec. Most importantly according to this totally random chart I found online I didn’t get girl’d.
I don’t get an official printout of my score until I go back and do a 10 mile TT, so I’m thinking when I get back my test guy will be all like “oh JK I just wanted to make sure you came back you really just had a 40, you better get back to eating more Pizza and PopTarts for your super-taper technique”.
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