Friday, August 31, 2007

Three weeks have passed since my KC humiliation.  I have not raced since.  Not even a Tues Worlds.  I have not purposely stayed away.  If temperatures had been something less than the eternal fires of Hades, I most likely would have raced.

 

This three week exile brings me to Gateway Cup without any firm idea of my condition.  Surprisingly, I enter the weekend in a positive mood.  I'm not confident enough to pronounce that I have the proverbial good sensations but I feel pretty good.  The weird "sick" feeling that started before KC and lingered on has finally gone away this week.  I had a little relapse Thurs night but feel pretty good again today.

 

My revised bike position is untested but feels good.  The more consistent training could not have hurt.  Plus, the weekly regimen of EPO, Salbutamol, Actovegin, Aranesp, testosterone and pot belge may yield just enough improvement that I can hide in the pack for the whole race.

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Sunday, August 26, 2007

Saturday's CoIL ride was a little lonely but it was a good. The skies were threatening at times but it stayed dry. The first part of the ride (east) felt pretty good. After reaching Frank Scott Pkwy I figured out why. The wind was stronger than I realized and gave a nice push. The return trip was a lot more work. I came to appreciate all the zigs and zags that were part of the return trip. They provided the occasional respite before heading into the wind again.

Saturday's ride by the numbers:

70's - Temperature at the start
46 - Miles ridden
4 - New roads explored
2 - Extremely hot legs on a young woman at Belleville West HS
1 - Dog that chased me
1 - Cat of the non-black variety that crossed my path
1/2 - Portion of a barn freshly painted with a blazing red paint
0 - Other people who showed up for the ride

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

I had no urge to go to Tues Worlds tonight. Instead, I told myself I would do something on the trainer. After dinner, though, I got wayyy too comfortable lounging around. Seven o'clock rolled around and my conscience got the best of me. I knew I had to ride a little. Cursing and moaning to myself, I pulled on my shorts and shoes. If the bike had not already been on the trainer I doubt I would have ridden.

While I only spent an hour riding, it may have turned out to be a very important ride. After a few minutes I began to notice how far much I seemed to be reaching for the brake hoods. Initially, I dismissed my observation but clearly something was different. I dropped a plumb line and my position was definitely further back than normal. The seat was still firmly tightened down so I'm not sure how it could have moved or even how long I have been in that position. It was so out of whack I surely would have noticed before tonight. But, maybe not. Anyway, I pushed my saddle forward and I'm back to my normal position.

I'd like to blame my recent races on this position but I can't do that and be honest with myself. It's too easy of an excuse. It could not have helped me at all, though.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Following my trainer workouts on Thursday and Friday, my legs were really stiff for Saturday morning's ride. I had they would loosen up as the ride went on but they didn't seem to get much better. Just as we reached Maeystown Rd my legs gave up and had to ease up a little on the way into town.

The return trip was a battle against leg cramps. On the way to Valmeyer. On the B Road. On the Levee Rd. On the Bluff Rd. Not a whole lot of fun. I think my fluid levels were down quite a bit after sweating a lot on the trainer and made me susceptible to the cramps. The bad part about day's like that are not being able to get a good read on how you are really riding. Instead, it turns into surviving the ride.

Today I was still a little sore and rode the trainer for only an hour and a reasonable tempo. I just wanted to try and get the legs moving and loosen up the muscles. They feel a little better this evening.

Friday, August 17, 2007

My metabolism may have stopped.

Before KC, I was already alarmed when I hopped on the scale and weighed an alarmingly high, for me, 160 lbs. After driving home Sunday evening my weight was 158. Not great, but a little better.

Wednesday I looked in the mirror and I had a freaking pot belly. I gingerly stepped on the scale, fearing the worst. 165 lbs!!!! I have never weighed that much. My eating habits have not changed that radically. With minor effort I'm sure I can hit 170 by next week.

The good news is that the scale has lit a fire in me. No more slacking around. I hopped on the trainer and started working. Then ate a healthier lunch today. It's probably too late for a whole lot of riding improvement before Gateway Cup but I need whatever I can get at this point.

Today I am down to just under 160 lbs, making me feel a little more encouraged. I will be hopping on the trainer again in a little while.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

While looking at rider names the other day I happened to notice ProTour team photos. These photos are an interesting study and fall into five general categories. These categories would be...

Traditional
Unstructured
The Pack
NJB (Not Just Bikes)
Non-traditional

However, lets begin by addressing loser teams, like Cofidis and Lotto, who don't even make an effort at a team picture and only give a collection of head shots. Poor form, fellas.



Traditional
The traditional team photo is a couple rows of team members standing and/or sitting. Nothing too fancy. Gather everyone together and take a nice photo.

Milram has the traditional team photo down pat.


CSC knows the traditional game too.


T-Mobile follows the traditional game plan but they take it to nature.


Euskaltel uses a very stiff, structured double row.


Discovery is similarly stiff and structured but symmetrically tightens up the team while trying to soften the photo with grass and mountains behind.


QuickStep follows the Discovery model but enhances the symmetry with a pyramid shape that mirrors the angles of the building in the background. Quite clever.


The French Ag2r squad also follows a symmetrical theme but with a disturbing chasm dividing the team. I can only conclude that this symbolizes the divide between the ASO and UCI.


Unstructured
The unstructured team photo closely resembles the traditional but with a more relaxed format.

Lampre looks traditional at first glance but you have one guy leaning on his bike and the guys on the grass taking any position they want whether it is sitting, squatting or lounging around.


Saunier Duval, while somewhat symmetrical and traditional, has riders relaxing on large hotel wicker furniture for its unstructured feel.


The Pack
The pack team photo lacks any structure. It's as if the photographer says "Everyone, gather 'round" and then snaps a quick picture or two.

Credit Agricole seems to best define the "pack" technique. Simply a group photo.


Unibet seemed to make an effort at a "traditional" photo but lacked some direction. Their defiantly crossed arms seems to be saying "Harumph, please let me play with the other ProTour teams"


Gerolsteiner deftly executed the "pack" team photo with the extra twist of hiding the photographer in the building rafters.


NJB (Not Just Bikes)
The NJB team photo is one in which the team puts a team vehicle into the photo as well.

Astana is the first example of an NJB. They snuck a team car into the picture but they don't seem very proud of their ride. Instead, the team is covering up half of the car and the Astana name. Not unlike their doping practices that were covered up until the Tour rolled around.


Rabobank is mighty proud of their cars. Not one, but two cars right out front. In fact, they seem prouder of the cars than the team.


Speaking of proud, Francaise de Jeux is very proud of their bus. They may ride around in lily white shorts most of the year but they have a BIG bus and don't you forget it.


Non-Traditional
The non-traditional team photo has the team members in inappropriate places acting completely normal.

Take Bouyges Telecom, for instance. They would like you to believe the team hangs out at the beach in their lycra, roasting hot dogs and singing songs as the waves crash ashore.


Even more ridiculous is Liquigas fully kitted-up and hanging out in a palatial ballroom with gold gilding adorning the walls and ceilings.


That brings us to perhaps the most ridiculous team photo. Caisse d'Epargne sheds the lycra and dons their Armani suits while posing in the company's world headquarters, looking as if they just attended a meeting of the Board of Directors.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Kansas City opened up a 55 gallon drum of whoop-ass on me this weekend. Three races in blistering 100 degree temperatures. Three races of not even completing half the race. A truly pitiful performance.

I'm looking for an excuse. The heat might be the reason. However, last week I felt strange. Not normal "sick" feelings. Very mild nausea at times, bloated head feeling. And not persitant symptoms. They just come and go. I didn't experience these symptoms at all while racing but it was on my mind when not racing. I felt a little better as the weekend went on but now I have them again this evening. Gateway Cup is shaping up to be a slaughter. To top things off, the front of my left knee is hurting today.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Lots of things to cover from my few days away from the blog.

The
increasingly good feelings I had about my form took a hit Sunday.
Twenty-five minutes and I was out. It was HOT and maybe that played a
role. Despite my short race, I still saw some signs of improvement.
After my below average start, I steadily worked my up the field and
planted myself rather firmly in the front half of the pack and wasn't
feeling terribly stressed. If anything except the heat did me in it was
getting back up to speed as we crested the hill. That bothered me some.

This
weekend is the newly expanded Tour of KC. This is a weekend I never do
well so I don't go in with any expectations. Maybe the new Friday night
race will suit me. Basically, I use KC as just training. A way to get
consecutive days of racing in the legs and alead up to Gateway Cup.
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A few random observations from the trip to Jeff City.
--
Once again I thoroughly enjoyed a Cajun Chicken Wrap from Via Roma
Cafe. It has become almost tradition to treat my taste buds to this
post-race meal.
-- The Dickey Bub store in Union, MO is a very strange name and, dare I say, a little naughty sounding.
-- Have you ever noticed the statue/mascot at LNT (or is it TNT) Sales alongside I-44? This "thing" is a statue of a moose... with wings. What do you call that?
-- My compliments to nervy old man that made a LEFT turn on red off of Hwy 21. Good move, mate.
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Several days ago I vowed to come up with a list of favorite pro cyclists names. I limited myself to ProTour teams only. The names have been gathered and then further whittled down to a smaller, but still good sized, list of names. What I confirmed is that I like Basque and Belgian names most with a little Italian, Germanic and Scandanavian mixed in. There were a good number of eastern European names as well but most missed my final cutdown. I also have a strange fondness alliterative names. My list of names is in no particular order with some comments...
Marco Velo - the quintessential cycling name even though Velo does not mean anything bike related in Italian
Erki Putsep
Staf Scheirlinckx

Blingen Fernandez - Bettini should change his name to Blingen
Pietro Caucchioli - you can't help but try and use an Italian accent when saying his name
Mads Kaggestad - a little bit of a rhyming name
Fumiyuki Beppu
Jurgen Van Goolen - solid belgian name
Andoni Aranaga - the start of my Basque fetish
Inaki Isasi - quite possibly my favorite name
Inigo Landaluze
Iban Iriondo
Carlos Da Cruz
Beat Zberg
Massimiliano Mori
Alessandro Spezialetti
Josep Jufre
Win Van Huffel
Bram Tankink - mentioned once before that this is a manly name
Peter Van Petegem
Wouter Weylandt
Koos Moerenhout - I always have an image of a cow when I see his name.
Joost Posthuma - I think I like his first name. Reminds of an old school fave, Joop Zoetemelk
Leon Van Bon
Riccardo Ricco - Wasn't he married to Lucille Ball?
Kasper Klostergaard
Karsten Kroon
Volodymyr Dyudya - Camptown races five miles long. Oh de Dyudya day

Thursday, August 02, 2007

The long range forecast for Sunday's State Crit is looking like toasty goodness. This race always seems to be blistering hot. Add racing in the heat of the day into the equation and I will be a tired man by the end of the race.

Speaking of tired, are we tired of positive doping tests yet? I just read that Italy's recently crowned TT champ, Luca Ascani, has tested positive for EPO. Another one bites the dust.

On a lighter note, a few weeks ago Patrice emailed with some cyclists names that he likes. I replied that I would gather a list of my own. Without missing a beat I killed some time at work putting together a number of names and prompty lost them. Tomorrow, I should have a new list put together. The overall winner of the just completed Tour of Wallonie has a good name... As I recall, the name was Borut Bozic