Imprecise Precision: L’Heure

Boardman suffers through his third Hour

Why would any sane person choose to suffer? The answer to this question is a primal one and of particular relevance to society in the current age: control. With chaos and uncertainty creeping from every corner of life, cycling provides us with control over physical suffering; to suffer at our own will provides us the control we viscerally crave. This control then provides us the courage to face uncertainty in life with the confidence that we can handle anything it can throw at us.

There is no challenge within Cycling which more comprehensively embodies this notion than The Hour Record, which represents the only event that pits the rider not against a course, but against Time itself; how far can the rider propel themselves in the span of sixty minutes while also suppressing their nausea as they turn left endlessly?

The cruelty is hard to grasp. As cyclists we suffer, but our suffering is normally proportional to it’s intensity – certainly it hurts to ride harder, but the harder we ride, the sooner the pain will subside. In the Hour, the duration of the suffering is uniform: the effort will last 60 minutes and no amount of increased suffering will shorten it, unless, of course, you believe Al Einstein’s Special Theory of Relativity, which states that for a body moving at speed, time moves relatively slower than it does for a body at rest. According to Al, then, the rider will experience a marginally reduced Hour measured not by a clock moving with the rider, but by a clock sitting at rest at the side of the track. (While this amount of time is mathematically negligible, it does explain why intervals on the trainer feel comparatively more interminable than intervals on the road.)

Eddy Merckx himself made the following observation after setting the benchmark effort of 49,431 meters in 1972:

The pain was very, very, very significant. There is no comparison with a time trial. There you can change gear, change your cadence, relax even if it is only for a few instants’ respite. The Hour is a permanent, total, intense effort, which can’t be compared to anything else.1

Knowing that the Prophet’s bunkmate was The Man With the Hammer, the triple use of the word “very” is somewhat panic-inducing.

In recent years, the Hour Record has sadly seen a decline in interest, with the last attempt by world-class rider having been made by Chris Boardman in 2000. Boardman was at the center of the Hour’s Golden Era in the early Nineties which saw Graeme Obree kick off a frenzy of attempts to raise it ever higher by first breaking the record in his innovative tuck position as an amateur in 1993. Boardman broke it a few months later, before Obree reclaimed it in his even-more radical Super-Man position. This was a period where Boardman, Obree, Miguel Indurain, and Tony Rominger all traded the record for the better part of a decade, each going ever-farther in evermore innovative riding positions.

The UCI put a halt to the interest in this record by establishing two records, the (Athlete’s) Hour Record and The Best Human Effort. The Hour restricts the equipment to that of a standard double-triangle frame with drop bars, while the Best Human Effort has no such restriction. While the intent was to establish a more equal judgement of the athlete instead of the focus on equipment, it misses the point that advancement, evolution, and innovation are all basic elements of what it means to be Human, and by eliminating these elements from The Hour, they eliminated the appeal in what is our sport’s most primal effort. After all, there were few riders willing to go head to head with Merckx in his time, and so there are few who are willing to do so today.

Chris Boardman stands apart in this regard and indeed went after the new record, which he broke by a whopping 10 meters3. Over the course of his career, he set the record three times, which makes him possibly both the toughest and slowest-learning human currently living; even Merckx declared he would never attempt the Hour a second time, despite having fallen short of his personal goal of 50,000 meters. Boardman describes the Hour in simple, physiological terms: with every push of the pedals, you break down the fibers in your muscles such that for each subsequent revolution, you have a little less functional muscle mass available to sustain your current speed and power through to the end. In a word, devastation. It is not the sort of thing one attempts more than one needs to.

To gauge an effort of this type is perhaps the most pure description of The V; you ride not as hard as you know you can, but as hard as you hope you might. Boardman, on the Hour Record:

You have three questions going through your mind:

How far to go?

How hard am I trying?

Is the pace sustainable for that distance?

If the answer is “yes”, that means you’re not trying hard enough. If it’s no, it’s too late to do anything about it. You’re looking for the answer “maybe”.2

Despite all the training, preparation, and technical advancement that goes into any attempt on l’Heure, it remains a matter of the Human element, one of imprecise precision.

1,2 These quotes are taken from William Fotheringham‘s biography of Eddy Merckx, Merckx, Half Man, Half Bike.
3 It has been broken since by other, lower-profile riders since.

frank

The founder of Velominati and curator of The Rules, Frank was born in the Dutch colonies of Minnesota. His boundless physical talents are carefully canceled out by his equally boundless enthusiasm for drinking. Coffee, beer, wine, if it’s in a container, he will enjoy it, a lot of it. He currently lives in Seattle. He loves riding in the rain and scheduling visits with the Man with the Hammer just to be reminded of the privilege it is to feel completely depleted. He holds down a technology job the description of which no-one really understands and his interests outside of Cycling and drinking are Cycling and drinking. As devoted aesthete, the only thing more important to him than riding a bike well is looking good doing it. Frank is co-author along with the other Keepers of the Cog of the popular book, The Rules, The Way of the Cycling Disciple and also writes a monthly column for the magazine, Cyclist. He is also currently working on the first follow-up to The Rules, tentatively entitled The Hardmen. Email him directly at rouleur@velominati.com.

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  • @frank

    @Nate

    @sgt
    Big climbs that take an hour do play fucking badass tricks on the mind. La Cumbre was the last I have done, actually. Are you sure Brian was real? Maybe we collectively hallucinated him. Looking for a weekend soon to do Mt. Diablo from my house "” I've been craving that sort of suffering.

    Try Haleakala. Four full hours of fun. Its the only reason I think I can take even a casual attempt at The Dutch Douche Hour. I bonked at one hour and some, and had 3 hours and some left to go. It was fucking awful.

    Stop fucking talking about fucking one-hour climbs, ok? Fucking go ride fucking Haleakala and give me the cliffnotes on when you puked in your mouth and when you puke on your top tube. Those are the only two options.

    Find a climb that takes well over an hour. One that's not out in the Pacific, so lots of people can get to it. Then see how far you can get up it in an hour. Invite others to do the same. Do it each June 17.

  • @Blah

    Red Ranger's Mt. Lemmon fills the bill, and the profile looks like it was drawn with a straight edge.
    June in Tucson is lovely.

  • @Dan_R
    A kilo is one of the three things every cyclist should do, purely for the actual, legitimate feeling of going backwards on a bike - you get over the gear the first lap, sprint the second lap, and hang on for the rest. The last 200 metres is the longest I've ever experienced. I can't quite decide what else should be in there, but that's definitely one of them. An hour will be about the stupidest thing I can think of doing on a bike, so of course I want to do it.

  • @xyxax
    A climb's not an hour equivalent. Ride seated for an hour with one gear trying to put out as much power as you can. Too many variables in a climb, Merckx must have ridden a bunch of long climbs and I can't see a bunch of quotes of his describing climbs the same way he does the hour. The bite of failure you feel when you give up on the track is instant, unlike in the elements.

  • @minion
    Absolutely; I wasn't meaning to suggest an equivalence, but rather provide @Blah with a setting for his theoretical June 17 60-minute hill climb competition.
    Besides, my sister/sensei lives there so I'm always ready to talk it up, even tangentially. When life gives you Tucson, make Lemmonade.

  • @frank

    @Steampunk, @brett
    Right, if Σπάρτακος had worn Addelettes, he might have survived the battle on the banks of the Sele. (I forget which bank, but he got bitch-slapped on one of them. For not wearing cool enough sandals.)

    Right bank. Its amazing the time that you have to research things WHEN YOU CAN'T FUCKING MOVE STILL LESS GET ON A BIKE.

  • @frank

    @Nate

    The point about the will and the other one about the UCI remind me of the extended riff on the hour in the Rider, and the insanity it induces, such as the guy who had a dot of light projected in front of him as a pacing mechanism in an effort to take his own will out of the equation, and the time Oskar Egg measured the track on his hands and knees to prove that a competing rider for the record didn't ride as far as claimed.

    Its a good point, except that once you go down that road, you start to really thin the herd, which is good and bad. Once a block named Eddy Merckx pisses on his corner, you know there aren't going to be a lot of guys willing to go head-to-head with him.

    The evolution of the bike and position is what made this record interesting. We all already know Eddy was the best and no Hour Record or Tour de France record will change that for anyone who looks at the context around those. That is a done deal. Eddy was the most complete rider we'll ever have. Its over. The chapter is closed. Why fuck around with the Hour Record then? The Hour is about seeing how far you can go in an hour, and the evolution is what made that interesting.

    Personally, I feel the UCI really missed the mark there. I understand the motive and I respect and even appreciate it - make it about the rider. Its poetic and beautiful, but we already have the anser. Might as well ask @ChrisO to compile an analysis of why the others won't ever match up to him.

    The Hour was interesting because it gave people a chance to poke the badger and see if they could top Eddy's number when they gave themselves a massive handicap.

    If I had access to Boardman and could ask him, I bet he'd agree with me on that. Chris is one of my biggest heros, btw. Right with Obree, they demonstrate the Hour's equivalent of Musueew or Boonen. Modern marvels.

    You'd appreciate the interview Jack Thurston did with Mike Burrows a month or so back on The Bike Show Podcast. Burrows agrees and that is why his focus is entirely on HPVs (human powered vehicles, not STDs) now. He even goes so far as to suggest that pro racing would be more interesting if the UCI allowed HPVs (in the form of faired recumbents or whatnot) in prologues and time trials. I wouldn't be for that, but I suppose its an interesting concept, though it would start to make cycling more like F1.

  • @xyxax

    @Blah

    Red Ranger's Mt. Lemmon fills the bill, and the profile looks like it was drawn with a straight edge.
    June in Tucson is lovely.

    June? You will be adding a Rule #9 element to the ride.

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