Merckx famously professed that after a night of sinning, the body must be cleansed. He obviously meant this figuratively, not literally, because those mud guards on his bike aren’t going to take a big bite out of whatever that lorry has to offer him by way of a Flandrian facial.
Winter is a tough time for those of us pawing about in search of our climbing weight. With the shortening of days, the nesting instinct awakens. Darkness falls in late afternoon and when we wake, we are greeted by the same darkness that wrapped us all through the evening. Nature urges us to combat the darkness with food and drink; summer’s dinner salads are replaced by slow-cooked meat and potatoes served with a side of pasta and bacon and washed down with a few bottles of red.
Weight defies the conservation of mass; it is more easily gained than lost. Fitness occupies the opposite realm; it is more easily lost than gained. Riders like Kelly, Merckx, and De Vlaeminck were famous for their discipline throughout winter; training long and hard to lay the groundwork for their Spring and Summer campaigns. With a sea of months between us and next season’s goals, there is little urgency to train properly. But keeping our weight down and putting in the long base kilometers will reward us throughout the season. Besides, it hardens the character to train in the cold, wet winds that characterize the winter months. The training we do in summer feels a luxury by comparison.
I cherish the winter months when my training is peaceful and free of pressure. I look forward to the sun warming my muscles, but for now I am content to stock up on fresh Flandrian Best, prepare the bike for the winter roads, and submit to the solitude of the cold training hours that lie before me.
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@gaswepass
and finesse, well, yeah... i am slowly refining but it ain't gonna equal finesse. thats ok- bell shaped curves need all the components to look right
Rack v. pack... Last summer the VMH and I did a four-day, from the front door ride that involved four ferries and four (I think) islands and three nights in B and B's. Fun times. I set myself a 10-pound weight limit for packing, and cleared that by three pounds. The question was how to carry the seven pounds. I decided, holding my nose, to try a stem-mounted rack.
Oh my fucking god did I detest that thing. I had, already in my possession, a little 900 cubic inch day pack that had been used on a 15-pitch climb in Yosemite and would have been perfect for this job, and instead I spent three of the four days with that piece of shit making my bike look like it had a grotesque cancer and feel like it had battleship up its ass.
@Steampunk
That, and the weinerdog going all cat-against-the-wall on the hedge. It doesn't stop being funny. I pressure-tested the theory. It does NOT stop being funny. Fact.
@PeakInTwoYears
That story is worth a gold star right there. +1 badge hasn't been awarded in a while. It's time.
@frank
Thanks. I'll wear it with pride.
The weinerdog, though, damn. I felt his pain. I have bounced off that fucking hedge so many times.
@PeakInTwoYears
I thought you were the pot-bellied yorkie who nailed the left-hander.
@frank
I'm going to take that as a compliment and have another glass of wine and another cookie.
@dissolved
Oh now you've done it. Think that you have just solved my problem of maintaining motivation this winter.
Do or die I guess.
Andy
@Steampunk
Absolutely not. I'd say it's a metaphor for life, if I knew what "metaphor" meant.
@Puffy
To answer seriously, your coach is right in the absolute sense of whatever gets you on the bike and finish a training. As someone with increased square-footage, the big difference for me is the exponential effect of wind resistance, even ignoring wind direction.
Wind resistance and gravity: two of the 4 horsemen of the Isuckalypse
and not seriously: you're living my dream.
The other two being age and V-lessness