Just been reading a really interesting article about the power requirements of a time trialist compared with a climber. Obviously body mass must come into the equation but it seems it’s not quite that simple. I wonder where the requirements of cyclocross fit in to the mix? A muddy race needs almost constant power to keep the bike moving (to stop it decelerating). However a dry race can include parts which feel more like a time trial with a few ups and downs thrown in. Food for thought and clearly we are all predetermined to be able to do one thing or another. Or not ? Lol
Look what I found at one of my favourite cross training venues! It won’t last for long, as soon as the Autumn rain makes an unwelcome appearance. All adds to the joy of Hanchurch Woods, just off the M6 at Junction 15. Roots, single track, banks to run up and a bit of technical downhill. Want more can a girl want?
Pick it up and run!
My very own sand pit. Buckets and spades are optional!
This is not meant to be the definitive guide to achieving all our goals, because things happen we can’t always control. It is however a little tale of woe from a busy person, trying to deal with a big work load, whilst hanging on to ‘ the person she wants to be’. I wonder how many other people wrestle with this dilemma over and over again? Many I’ve no doubt, as we live in a world of increasing pressure but without health and happiness we are no good to anyone.
So there I was looking forward to riding Kilo to Go’s Tour of the Peak and one little slip in the bathroom, the day before, left me in agony. Always optimist I knocked back more anti inflammatories than I care to remember and laid on the bed with a massage and muscle stimulation machine on my back. Convinced that if I boxed clever I was still going to ride the next day, I even sat in a jacuzzi for 30 minutes. By the evening my spine resembled a question mark and I hobbled along like Mrs Overall from Acorn Antiques. The fact that my bike really could have done with a clean was neither here nor there. This girl was going nowhere on the sunniest weekend of the year so far.
Next day marooned on the bed, I had time to reflect on my downfall and I could hear the words from at least a week before ringing in my ears! ‘ You’re hip is looking out of alignment and your shoulder’s dropped. Have you booked your appointment with the physio yet?’ Of course I hadn’t! I was up to my neck in end of term assessments and couldn’t see ‘the wood from the trees’. So there went the one thing in my life that keeps me sane, when the going gets tough. Guess sometimes you just have to walk away from things, say enough is enough, for both your physical and mental health.
Note to self: book an appointment with Martin Earley every two months whether you feel you need it, or not because you probably do. Work will still be there when you are dead and gone!
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As I am now a fully fledged cobble obsessive, I just had to try this sportive. What a great day I have had! It had it’s perverse moments and punctures but heh, that’s all part of the fun. The 100km route took in a mixture of bridleways, roads and the infamous Waltonberg cobbled climb. At 22% the Waltonberg is not for the faint hearted but for me was a high light of the trip. I have been well and truly assimulated into the ‘cobble lovers’ club.
Sticking with the Paris- Roubaix theme, the feed stations had a distinct French feel with crossiants and pain au chocolate. The finish even included a sprint round the velodrome Roubaix style.
I have to say the whole experience made me smile. We had played at being Paris- Roubaix riders for the morning and the final icing on the cake was a flute of bubbly as we went over the line.
What a great, well organised event that offered something different. I will most definitely be there again next year. Can’t really recommend it enough!
The voice off the telly, Huge Porter. What an absolute pleasure.
The best bit of racing during the Winter means I can be indulgent and slowly plod through all the things on my bucket list. I don’t have to worry about tapering or recovering! So when asked what I wanted for my birthday it was easy. Not matching handbag and shoes, but the chance to ride the Ronde van Vlaanderen Cyclo.
In preparation I racked up a few extra miles, taking in the pleasures of the Cheshire Cat on the way and a crawl up the infamous Mow Cop. I had the miles, sorted the gearing and so just needed to get on the Shuttle.
Lucky for me, I have friends in Ghent. Once in Calais, the journey was an easy hour and a half. I had reservations about being in Ghent, aware that many people stay in Brugge, but it was perfect and only took thirty minutes to get to Oudenaarde. Oudenaarde is the Cyclo’s administrative centre and the start of the middle and short courses. All the courses finish there too.
I signed on Friday afternoon to avoid the Saturday morning panic.The town was already packed and humming with impending excitement. I felt more nervous than I do for a race! Continue reading
After the National Cyclocross Champs I was so in need of a mental and physical rest. After completing a fair few mtb races, I dived head first into cross racing in September. I knew it wasn’t ideal but it was what my heart said do, at the time. This year mtb racing will be non existent apart from the National Marathon Champs. I feel I just need to move on.
So here I am enjoying three weeks active rest, which so far has included riding with friends; a bit of fell running and some zumba, I’m loving it! When I was riding well, I always included a period of active rest, but have ignored it over the last couple of years. That was a mistake. I’m having fun and will feel so rejuvenated in a couple of weeks time, both mentally and physically. Slowing down has made me realise just how blitzed I really was.
If you’re like me and like to live life flat out, it’s not easy slowing down. I have include a link which might make you change your mind. The article is aimed at those who race in the Summer, but obviously is relevant to those who dabble in the dark side of cross racing as well.
I love a personal challenge so I’m off to ride the Fred Whitton Four Seasons Challenge with some crazy gals from Women’s Cycling Sheffield ( WCS) . We will be taking in 112 miles of the best ups and downs in the Lake District. Hope I don’t get too philosophical at 60 miles!
It will be 1 more thing ticked off on my bucket list. No time to loose Phelan because life is so short! Check out this link, it may just be the thing you are looking for.
As I find myself with only 3 cyclocross races left this season, there’s a bit of unease! What now Phelan? I love planning and having things mapped. Is there anything wrong with that? Well I think not, because goals keep you motivated. So here are mine.
Full season of cross, achieving my personal best at this stage
Good ride at the National Marathon Champs
A ride I am pleased with in the 3 Peaks Cyclocross race
Ride the Ronde van Vlaanderen
Mary Townley Loop
Cheshire Cat Sportive, riding up Mow Cop
Run along the Kinder Plateau
Have fun riding with a friend in the Peaks
Well that’s a start for me. Anything else will be a bonus. If the competitions all go ‘pear shaped’ which sadly sometimes they do, targets based on personal non competitive goals will carry me through.
So what’s on your agenda?
Trundled up to the North West cx race in Rossendale this weekend. Always enjoy their courses and it would be a good opportunity to meet up with some new ‘Here Come the Belgians’. The course was already awash, so I knew it would possibly be a challenge, but heh this is cross racing!
Probably ran most of the course. When I say ‘ran’ I do mean ‘ran’ in the widest sense of the word ranging from a plod, to having my feet at ‘ten to two’ to get an edge. Not quite what I planned, whilst thrashing away on the turbo to improve my acceleration out of the bends. May be that was my mistake! A cross course can involve a fast hack with your shades on, or a total mud bath .
In retrospect it was a good learning experience and I realise I still don’t have the full set of armour! More importantly the course may be nothing like you predicted and the game plan will have to change. It may not be what you like, but it’s what’s required, if you want to play the game. So get your head round it!
Remember you paid for it, so you may as well enjoy it! See you at Beacon Park in the New Year.
Thanks to Bob Mc Minn for the use of a rather nice photograph.
Younger but racing for longer! Oh joy!
Making the transition from a minimum of two hour MTB racing, to a 40- 60 min blast has not been easy. May be genetics have played a part and sadly I’m not getting any younger. Still with help and a lot of hard work I am making headway but as in many things in life, it’s not always an easy path. Having completed a block of short, hard, cyclocross specific training today it all went ‘pair shaped’! Guess that’s the ying and yang of sport. For every up there’s a potential down and a determined person refocuses; dusts themselves down and starts again.
So just because you’ve rested yesterday Phelan and driven over to the West Midlands final cyclocross race doesn’t mean it’s going to go well. Good start today but then disaster burping off a tyre. Then’curtains’! Oh well, I am sitting here thinking about all the positives I can claw back from today and just have to say to myself, this is just one of those annoying downs. Refocus woman because you have been pleased with yourself recently. This journey continues!
The face says it all! The ‘pleasure’ of cyclocross racing!