|Friend claims he fell asleep while riding||Continental|
Feb 28, 2003 9:33 AM
|Has anyone here fallen asleep while riding? A friend explained his latest case of road rash by claiming he fell asleep and crashed his bike on a quiet country road. I would doubt the story, but I have seen this guy crash once on a wide open road on a perfect day when a bird flew into his spokes, and I saw him crash again on a wide open road on a perfect day when a dog got tangled in his front wheel.|
|Time for a rest period? nm||noveread|
Feb 28, 2003 9:34 AM
Feb 28, 2003 10:22 AM
|... never fallen asleep while riding, but such could be an indication of a neurological disorder... never been brought down by a bird or dog... but only because I was lucky (once taco'd a full grown groundhog (dead center with both wheels) at about 20 mph and managed to stay upright).
Be the bike.
|re: Friend claims he fell asleep while riding||SuperGnome|
Feb 28, 2003 12:26 PM
|A good friend of mine used to have fainting spells from time to time, and at least once it happened on his bike. He blanked out and came to just in time to see the rear of a pick-up (with cap) and smashed right into it.
You might pity to guy, but this was back when he was in Jr. High, and AFTER he tried to show how cool he was by restricting the bloodflow to his head while trying to up his blood pressure to turn his face bright red. From what he said, it took a couple years before he completely stopped having the episodes.
For some reason I doubt this is the same thing... *8)
|almost happened to me||cyclopathic|
Feb 28, 2003 1:32 PM
|luckly I caught it in time. It was past midnight ~20hr into ride.|
|me too, bro...||PdxMark|
Feb 28, 2003 2:52 PM
|A solo 120-150 mile ride after a few nights of way too little sleep. Kept my eyes open, off and on, just long enough to stop at a gravel logging crossroad with a steel-bar gate across it. Sat in the gravel for a rest, back aganst the steel bar. Fell asleep for an 1-1/2 hours with my chin on my chest. Missed the ferry I was trying to catch...|
|I fell over on while riding once, but never fell asleep||Kristin|
Feb 28, 2003 1:40 PM
|But I do know a woman who crashed while training for the aids ride. She actually passed out from dehydration. Perhaps your friend had a little fainting spell?|
|came real close||TwoCircles Tim|
Feb 28, 2003 4:04 PM
|A friend of mine organizes a point ride that is two gross (288 miles - Orono, ME to Burlinton, VT), and insists not only in doing it in a partiular 24 hr period - but ON one day. He starts the ride at 12:30 am. I didn't get a nap in that evening so I started the ride being up for a bit over 16 hours. The ride was taking waaay longer than planed because it was raining for 12 of the first 16 hours - sometimes so hard that cars were pulling over because they couldn't see. We had to get off the road then too. 200 miles into it I had been up for about 34 hours and was the most drowsy I have ever been on a bike. I was starting to do the "hungry chicken" - you know when you are driving and you start to sleep, then jerk your head back up. We pulled over and had coffee and loads of sugar. I then caught my 15th wind and we were off. All three of us finished, and it was the hardest thing I have ever done.|
Feb 28, 2003 4:10 PM
|I'm ... speechless. I don't even know what to ask you, but one question is drumming in my brain...what made that worth doing? I can't think of anything that would drive me away from cycling faster. Perhaps I don't have what it takes to be a real cyclist. Or perhaps you're a lunatic.|
Feb 28, 2003 4:49 PM
|I had tried it the previous year and due to knee pain dropped out after 200 miles. I trained harder for it the next year, and decided I would use ibuprofin to help. The rain started at 4am. My main headlight died at 4:30. The backup light kept going out. I could see potholes only by the reflection of the streetlights on the wet pavement. We seriously thought about quitting around then, but I wanted to finish so I would never have to train for it or attempt it again.
At 7am we stopped at a Burger King to get coffee and warm food. The first couple miles after we could only ride at about 12 MPH because the wind chill at any higher speed was too much to handle. 120 miles into it we were in the woods beside the road because it was raining so hard cars were pulling over. That's when we saw our support vehicle drive by. 135 miles into it the rain stopped and we were very very happy. About 10 minutes later we could see a wall of rain coming our way. I think it stopped for good around 170 miles into the ride. Thankfully the rain was at the beginning of the ride as the last part was hard enough as it was.
At the end, our support vehicle said the hotel was 3.5 miles away and I figured out that if I could average 20.5 mph I would make it by midnight. He was wrong. It was just over 4 miles and I arrived at 12:04 AM. I think that final push was what caused my achillies to be wrecked for the next month.
What made it worth it? There is something to be said for pushing yourself beyond what is deemed normal. When you do something that hard everything else seems easy compared to it. You can push yourself harder on rides and races after that. Just thinking "this hurts, but not nearly as much as RATS (Ride Across Three States)." "This race hurts - but only for two hours. I can hurt way longer than that." I don't know why, but other life problems seem easier. The mental strength it took allowed me to know how far I could push myself, and my day to day problems now seemed very far below that level. The comraderie is great. I went through hell with two of my friends and we have an experience we can share for the rest of our lives. One of the guys wrote a story about it and was published. There are lots of reasons to do it, and lots of reasons not to do it.
|this is quite a ride||cyclopathic|
Mar 1, 2003 4:36 AM
|did you guys follow BMB route at any point? cross Middlebury Gap?|
|it's not that hard to do...||satanas|
Mar 1, 2003 6:12 PM
|...on a long ride. I managed to fall asleep (very briefly) during PBP in 1991; this happened on the first significant downhill, after about 23 hours. Nearly ran into the back of someone as unable to keep eyes open without toothpicks/duct tape; willpower/determination didn't work. Must have unconsciously heard freewheel when within about 2 metres, and then woke up VERY rapidly. No problem staying awake afterwards.
Towards the end, a guy I was riding with suddenly crashed in the middle of an intersection -- he had fallen asleep!
I can't imagine what it's like on RAAM...