|Today was humbling...(a little long)||BikeViking|
Apr 19, 2002 8:26 AM
|Our base had a Sports Day today and one of the events was a 6.8 mile TT around the base perimeter. I had set my goal of finishing in less than 20 minutes (which I did, WOOHOO!). But I learned that valuable lesson AGAIN that cycling is truly all about the motor.
I took off with the "fast" group and the paceline formed at about 25 mph. We had all agreed only to do 30 second pulls. When my turn came around, it KILLED me!! I was pooped straight off the back when I finished my turn.
BUT the point to this whole ramble is there was a guy who had gotten dropped like me and, by modern standards, his bike needed a lot of help. But his "motor" kept him up with the speed demons longer than my me on my sexy 5200.
We worked together for a while and he eventually fell off, but I have nothing but respect for someone who, even on a "questionable" bike, can really make a go of it.
Nice bikes help, but if you're sporting a deficient "motor", that nice bike can't help you.
Thanks buddy, you were great today...
|ain't that the truth... (nm)||Jekyll|
Apr 19, 2002 8:43 AM
|I had a similar reminder last weekend||Ray Sachs|
Apr 19, 2002 9:31 AM
|Every time I start riding well and having illusions of grandeur, I get humbled quickly. Was riding along with an ex-racer type who's stronger than me, but with him going easy and me going hard, we can ride together. I saw a paceline coming up behind us in my mirror - he indicated that he'd ridden with these guys, they're all Cat 1 and 2 racers, and they're FAST. So, like idiots, we decided to jump on the back. Got up to a full sprint and managed to hook on, rode that wave for about a mile at full output, and then totally died. Pretty exhilarating for an old tourist type like me to get into a fast group like that, but a reminder that no matter how good I feel and how much I enjoy my leisurely riding, FAST is something I'm definitely not! The other guy hung on longer than I did, but he dropped off a little later too.
BTW, I was on my more touristy, less racy bike and it wouldn't have made a friggin dimes worth of difference if I'd been on the raciest bike on earth - I'd have still gotten shelled. The motor is all that matters when you get in those nine tenths and ten tenths situations.
|yep, I hear 'ya||dsc|
Apr 19, 2002 10:15 AM
|Every time I go out riding with my Tri (and ex-road racer) friend, I am painfully reminded of this truth.
We ride along, I on my pretty, clean 17lb. baby; she's usually riding one of her commuter bikes, and she can drop me like a ROCK, any damn time she pleases - uphill OR downhill!!
It truly is all about the motor...
(in my dreams, I am a star... :O) )
|Keep in mind...||MrCelloBoy|
Apr 19, 2002 10:41 AM
|that we all have good and bad days, even when we're in shape.|
|Along time ago...||PC|
Apr 19, 2002 11:44 AM
|in the early 80's, I was doing a double century and one of the guys in my group was riding on a 60.00 dollar Huffy with no clips. He kept up for about 40 miles at a 16-17 mph pace. In talking to him, he said that he was doing the ride on a whim after drinking with his buddies. The guy was by no means a bicyclist (about 40 pounds overweight), but he was keeping up with me on my Schwinn Paramount. Whether he finished the ride I don't know, but he certainly had my respect.|| |