I could have rehashed some article from a sport’s scientist, about what to do when it’s all going ‘pear shaped’. I don’t deny that their comments and findings hold great value, but sometimes I relate more to someone personal experience.
‘Heh that’s like me. I’ve had that and I’m not sure what to do’ is always kinda reassuring. So I am hoping that someone may find an element of hope and direction here. No this is not an Agony Aunt page, just some woman trying to think out of the box. It may not solve your training issues but it might just get you thinking.
It’s been a challenging return back to some level of fitness, after the end of the cyclocross season. Motivation has been at a low and I have been nursing a shoulder injury. Initially I did a few tough sportives, involving huge amounts of climbing sprinkled with cobbles. Could I galvanise my body into some serious action? Could I hell! I was capable of mauling my way round for hours, but it was very much a case of ‘what you see is what you get!’. Also I had lost all leg speed and ‘the straw which finally broke the camel’s back’ was a kicking at the Leek Hilly reliability. My pride was at an all time low and my self esteem was well and truly dented. Ok, I’m no superstar! I am a woman in her 50’s, my body is changing, I am getting slower and weigh a bit more, but I still train hard and want to do my best. I lost all confidence riding with groups of riders, fearing I would get blasted.Time for some evasive action I thought. I have always believed that within reason, you can improve if you put your mind to it. I have touched on this before.The likes of Jo Friel and other sport’s scientists, working with older athletes, emphasise the need to train differently. Yep you’re right, this is a favourite topic of mine, but let’s face it at 52 I have a vested interest in their findings. I don’t want to lie down, admit that I am going through the menopause and need to throw in the towel.
Here I am, having returned from today’s ride over the Cat and Fiddle and I have to say things are much better. No I haven’t measured my power, I can think of better ways to spend my money. Let’s face it, I am doing the best I can, so seeing it in watts is neither here nor there. I do know however, that this girl is nipping along with her heart rate over 150 bpm which for me is a good endurance ride. There comes a point when you know your body and heart rate well enough to recognise when you are recovering and working at a good personal level. So yep, I am back to using a heart rate monitor because the readings mean something to me. I know from years of training, when a depressed heart rate shows I am struggling and need more recovery.
So what am I doing differently? In the past during the off season, strength and endurance would have been my priority. I would have focused on big gear intervals and a 20/25 minute threshold sessions. But as I grow older, if I don’t work at a high cadence, I quickly turn into an ‘old plodder’! I need to keep those neurological pathways firing fast, to make my legs pedal quickly.
So the emphasis has been on quality and speed. I have cut some of my long rides down and included two sets of intervals and a set of tabatas (20secs on 10secs off). The quest for quality has even meant that I do a lot of my sessions on a turbo; even when it’s sunny outside! The downside of living in the Peak District is that it’s always windy and every ride end’s up with me mauling up a 20% gradient. The only things that seems to have suffered is my sun tan, but you can get that in a bottle!
I have taken the interval sessions from the British Cyclocross page. They are part of a suggested 8 week training plan. I am not saying this strategy will work for everyone, but it does seem to be addressing my needs. When your tried and tested model isn’t working, you have to find a different way. We can all let the grass grow under our feet, but somethings are worth researching and fighting for.
Onwards and upwards to all my ageing friends and may we all continue to move forwards. See you in a muddy field sometime.