Time for a bit of an update - I know it's getting longer and longer between posts but that's because I hadn't done anything exciting enough to be worth posting about. However one must consider a 120km ride/race around the Great Ocean Road with 4200 other riders as something exciting, so hence I'll do a bit of a write-up on my first participation in any kind of Gran Fondo event.
"Team BC" (which includes honorary members Suze Downling & Steve Muir) travelled to Lorne, Victoria, on the 15th of September to compete in the annual Amy Gillet Foundation Gran Fondo.
Dale "Wooly", "Roger Dodger" and Pete squished into the hippy van with the bikes, while it was left to Mum and Dad (Steve and Suze) to put up with the two naughty kids (me and Jason) in the back of the family Falcoon wagon. Dave Bingley of course turned up fashionably late in a considerably more fashionable ride, to the four bedroom house we rented on the Lorne waterfront - right outside where they would lay the timing mats for the start of the great race.
The first job (after bagsing beds of course) was to put the bikes together and then we all traipsed down to the safety briefing, waded through thousands of fashionable and not-so-fashionable lycra-clad people to grab a bit to eat and then back to the house for a warm-up ride along the great ocean road. I was feeling great and even kept up with the boys until the old bearded man came past in the 53-11 and bruised all their egos so it had to be a race home. Lucky Roger waited for me :)
After purchasing a carton of beers and a few other small necessities from the local supermarket (again over-run by those annoying lycra-clad people and conveniently sold out of almost all forms of carbohydrates) Suze murdered a chicken for 6 dinners and Jason and I cooked up some awesome-free tuna pasta. This was followed by copious amounts of ice cream and apple pie, and then I had to lie upside down and unmoving on the couch for hours because I was so full.
In the morning it was strange to find the pace of life far more sociable than a triathlon, with only a third of the amount of gear to worry about, and a lazy 8am start time. I had my standard pre race breakfast of porridge, and then wandered about wondering what to do and waiting for everyone else to get ready.
Needless to say I was very nervous about riding with so many other people, for us triathletes it's not something we do every day! You stay 7m away from me and I'll stay 7m away from you - less chance of accidents that way! But no, I had to be part of one wave of 200 people, with probably 10 waves in front of me and about the same behind.
After a short warm up I headed to the start area to find Suze, who was in my wave. But on the way Jason Richards (another Launcestonian) yelled out to me and I ended up starting with him and his mates, a couple of waves ahead of where I should have been. All the BC boys were up in the second or third wave.
I was so amazed that I didn't crash even though there were a few hairy moments, because the entire first 40km of the race along the Great Ocean Road, it was just wall to wall people. My bike skills are horrendous and I am the antithesis of an aggressive rider, so again and again I allowed myself to get trapped behinds slow moving idiots on the left hand side of the road, while faster people poured by in a continuous stream on the right hand side. It was mighty frustrating and I was totally hating on myself because I knew I could go so much faster. Mainlanders' ability to hill climb is non-existent and each time we reached a 1m slight rise in the road, they would all slow down in a massive concertina effect making it so hard not to crash. Being on a borrowed bike, one belonging to a man, meant that I was struggling to reach the brake levers, and by the end of the 40km my hands were aching from being on/off/on/off the brakes. Finally we turned a corner and began the KOM climb, a 9km steady gradient of about 6.5%. Again frustration at the bottom as I was in the gravel at the side of the road trying to get around people moving at snails pace in huge bunches spread from shoulder to shoulder. I was riding so much faster than everyone around me, so I thought I must be going great guns, but turns out it was only because I'd started so far back and everyone around me was a slow rider! When I got nearer the top people were cheering me because I was going past them so fast. I was sure I had done well. To find out I was not first, not tenth, not even 15th but SEVENTEENTH on KOM was, to say the least, a bit of a dent to the pride :P
After the KOM was a lot of descending which I am not good at at the best of times, and it was frustrating to see many of the people I'd passed, pass me again just because they're bigger and fatter. But, I felt pretty damn good on the day, and starting around those slow people and continuously passing people gave me a great confidence boost. The course was quite difficult but it was beautiful and conditions were ideal for riding, about 18deg and overcast. I caught up with a few of the guys I knew from Specialized, which was pretty cool, to go in this event on the mainland and hear fellow competitors calling out your name or "Hey Bike Central!"
My lack of descending ability left me without a bunch quite a few times which ultimately impacted on my finish time. I did grab on to one bunch not far before the finish and took a ride off a few strong guys including Mark Bowden from the Hobart Specialized dealer, Bike Ride. When I left them for dead on the final climbs, after 105-odd km, I felt pretty good. The last 5km were tough and I was glad to finish and cruise the last 10km back home to Lorne.
When I got back I went for a 15 minute run off the bike (typical Sunday training session) and then home for shower and beers. Then all we had to do for the next 24 hours was relax with friends which was a real treat.
On the Monday morning, when I would usually get up in the dark and cold at 5am to work at the pool, I slept in til after 8 and then went for an 8km run in the brilliant sunshine along the beautiful Lorne foreshore, had a lazy breakfast on the deck of our house, then helped "mum and dad" and Jason clean the house. It was so stress-less and fun. We then drove up the scenic route back to Melbourne and didn't want the weekend to end, but of course it did :( Back to work and normal life!!
AND, stressing about bikes...
This is a whole other story... I guess I will start at the start, which is back in January... Part of the deal of me being poached from Cycle Torque to Bike Central was that I would be given a Shiv (THE best TT bike on the market, period. If you need proof look at Crowie's Kona results) to ride in triathlons.
Unfortunately one wasn't available in my size at the time, so I was given Specialized's entry level aluminium triathlon bike, the Transition, to ride in the meantime, promised that the Shiv would arrive well and truly before my first Half Ironman, Yeppoon, in August. (That fell through, and not only did I not get it before Yeppoon, after it was put on order to arrive well before Canberra on Dec 16, that fell through too.)
I was lucky enough to be given a Specialized Ruby women's road bike to ride in training and road race events (of which I won my first three!). However this happened to be sold while Jase and I were away for Yeppoon, without a replacement organized, and I came home three weeks before the Gran Fondo to find out I no longer had a road bike!
A million thanks go to Keith Smith who loaned me his S-Works Tarmac, which although not really set up for me, has been a joy to ride and has saved my mental health.
As I came to the realization that that was it for my shop road bike, I cursed myself for having sold my old one, and knew I would have to buy my own. But what I REALLY wanted to buy was a Shiv, because I knew it would take minutes off my bike time and hopefully help me secure my professional racing licence (to automatically qualify you need to finish within 4% of the winners time, and i've been only minutes off the mark in all my recent races). I actually don't make a disposable income (hard to believe when I spend three or four hours a day running, riding or swimming really!!) so the budget would come down to my tax return, which certainly wasn't enough for two bikes, not even for one good one. So what would I do?! Jason and I ummed and ahhed about this for a long, long time, annoying everybody in the Specialized office along the way. The worst thing was, with so many events coming up, we were on a deadline to make a decision, and many of the 2012 range bikes were sold out, and most of the 2013 range as yet unavailable.
Add to that the fact that it would be the first new bike I'd ever bought, and I wanted to get something I actually wanted, not just whatever random bike was available and cheap.
I also knew that it was time I became bike self-sufficient (stopped relying on others) so I would need something that would do both, because I couldn't face knowing that if I bought myself a TT bike, which I need for my (hopefully) profession, I would never be able to train in a bunch or do a road race.
Eventually it took two hours nutting it out with our sales rep before I bit the bullet, rang mum and borrowed $1000 (thank god for mums and dads) even though it'll take me like two years to pay it back, and put a Venge Pro on order. The Venge is an aero road bike so although it is not technically a TT bike, I'll be able to do tri's on it as well as road riding. Plus it comes with sweet wheels which we can put away as race wheels.
In other news training has been going really well. I started a 14 week program for Canberra and am now in week 3. Apart from a few little niggles I'm really happy with my base fitness and can't wait to start getting into some speedwork. I haven't done any running races for a long time so I will do the Clifford Craig run in a couple of weeks to see where I am at- a little behind the eightball I suspect but if I stay injury free I should be able to increase my speed considerably before December.
Only a few weeks to go until we start open water swimming again :) Although lack of practice didn't seem to affect me at Yeppoon, the peace of mind that I have some miles in the bank will be nice. I'm told Canberra is murky and horrible though so I am going to practice by swimming in the Dowlings' dam! :P
Looking forward to some more daylight and warmer weather, which will make the early mornings far more bearable and increase motivation. I'm also finding myself having to take days off here and there because I'm getting very tired, but that might just be the body adjusting to some 4 hour + days. It probably doesn't help that I often squash in three sessions in a row first thing if I have to work late, or cram all my sessions in back to back if I start the day at work. But I love learning new things about training and programming all the time, and seeing how it affects my body.
Not long now until the local tri season is in full force and the major challenge will become trying not to do EVERYTHING and burn myself out!
Happy training and see you all then :)
Cheers,
Holly
