In most situations, silence is an ominous thing that signals impending doom. Having never been in any danger myself, I base this largely on my experience watching box-office movies. As a general rule, I use Hollywood as the principal source of information on all subjects as they relate to doom and politics, principally because I’m loath to do any “reading” or “research” of my own; the more thinking an actor or actress can do for me, the better. The more glamorous they look, the more trustworthy they are.
For the Cyclist, however, silence signals efficiency. Noise is loss; every creak, squeak, click, clack, groan, moan, or other emanation of sound from our machine or body is energy escaping the system. Energy that we put into the system through hard-fought application of The V. That includes uncontrolled, dog-like panting or wheezing, and the creaking and clicking of body parts, by the way.
Sound is energy carried on waves of vibrating air. Sound escaping our bicycle or body as a consequence of us applying pressure to the pedals is evidence that some portion of our energy is being expended to produce noise instead of moving us forward. This makes noise intolerable and infuriating in equal measure and in extreme circumstances may precipitate a Rule #65-violating Millarcopter. Drivetrain noise means loss with every link of the chain that passes through the derailleur and over a cog. A click in the bottom bracket or a creaking in the cleat signals energy poured into compression of bearings or plastic, not speed. Wheezing or panting indicates air converted from V-giving breath into the useless rattling of a larynx.
Silence the machine, control your breathing into a steady, muscle-fueling source, and maximum V will follow. The mind fixates on noises and is distracted from The Work; it is only through the Principle of Silence that we may find Rule #6.
But riding a quiet bike is far from riding in the silent vacuum that signals impending danger. On the contrary, a silent bike submits us to the genuine beauty of our Sport: the whisper of the wind in our ear, the song of a bird who encourages us along our way, the crisp click of a perfect shift, the rhythmic patter of rain on our helmet, cap, or the tarmac as we carve our path along La Vie Velominatus.
But the most beautiful sound of Cycling has come to me late in my life as a Velominatus. My reluctance to ride sew-ups has for many years denied me the sublime sound of a handmade tubular rolling along the road. This world opened up to me early last year when I finally built a set of Golden Tickets for my introduction to the Hell of the North. This year, almost by accident, I wound up riding my Café Roubaix Arenbergs for all of Keepers Tour 2013, glued to the best set of tires available – the FMB Partis-Roubaix. The amplifying qualities of the deep-section carbon rim allows the supple hum of the handmade tubular to sing like Merckx’s mighty rollers upon the rock of Mount Velomis.
This sound inspires. It is a reason to get out to ride. It is a reason to be a Cyclist. This sound is a reason to live.
Vive la Vie Velominatus.
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@Blah
And what about the kid in the jump suit? Re-posting because it got buried. I have a feeling blue pants has some sweet shades on.
@ChrisO
Spot on, replenish afterwards but consuming muscle is, in my opinion, a modern myth by hobby nutritionists. I'm sure at some point you can start to consume muscle, but not so long as you are fit enough that you body knows HOW to burn fat and that you have fat left to burn.
Same with halting metabolism by not eating. Like I said before, if that were true starvation would be a non-issue.
@the Engine
Start with solid foods, but as you carry on, you can switch to gels. Find some with less sugar but not chewing helps a lot. Plus, on a ride that long, chewing starts to be too energy-intensive anyway. I've been so burned that chewing caused a lactic acid fire in my jaw.
This.
@ChrisO
A masterpiece.
@Bespoke
I've never stopped pedaling, so I've never noticed the sound of my freehub.
@Chris
This is correct; hub noise is not included, though it can be annoying. I happen to like the nice, crisp click of a hub, and both my Royce and Hope hubs have this characteristic.
I base this on spinning the wheel in the VVorkshop, as I don't stop pedaling, per the above. Of course.
@mcsqueak
Only when pedaling? Take the cassette off, clean it, grease all the spacers, and put it back on, tight.
Oh, and whatever you try, just try ONE THING AT A TIME. Don't change too many variables at once.
@wiscot
To be fair, I brought cliff bars and shots, but didn't want to use them unless I had to. I wouldn't normally do that, but for a long winter training ride, it is a great way to lose weight. Wouldn't dream of that in the summer.
People disagree with me on my approach to food, but Museeuw and I agree and I like those odds.
@frank
I always thought the advice regarding eating throughout the day was more about curbing binge cravings due to spikes/valleys in blood sugar as opposed to halting metabolism.
Regardless, since I rarely get to ride anymore since become a parent, I never bring food. Since the rides I do get in are much shorter than they used to be, I need to burn all the calories I can. Anyone need a 10 gallon pail of quick dissolve maltodextrin? I've got two in my cycling gear closet going unused.
It is only in the last month since taking delivery of my #2 that I really appreciate what the principal of silence is, and it's a fucking amazing feeling to hear the hum of the bike with nary a sound more than the workings of the machine.
My #1 is a touch of a weenie with very light contact points and with my too fat too climb mass aboard sometimes tests the upper working safe limits of the components. It teaches me that I need to work harder to be worthy of riding her on the best days.
The #2, being the newborn, is currently impressing the nuts off me. A repeat 170km sportive with 2,500m of vertical, 500m greater than a year ago, saw me completing in a time 20 mins quicker than before. I was less "dark" than before in the later stages where the man with the hammer comes knocking, I was astonished may how much better I felt. It also wears golden tickets laced and tried by my own hand to Royce hubs stuck to FMB 25mm Paris Roubaix tubs. I'm tempted to put my Enve 6.7 on to see how it is but worry that a classic lugged bike logged bike might look shit with such modern hoops.
Is there a rule that says you shouldn't put modern components on classic skinny steel ???
A timeout article Frank, can't believe how important the principal of silence is now that I have it in spades.
Timelout to timeout, fucking fat fingers, even for my iPad !!!