Tuesday, 20 May 2008

Allow me to revell...

in a win. Sorry... but I'm still revelling in the memory of this...



Photocredit :- Micky the Fish

And, of course, thanks to Benny Boy and Adam for chasing/blocking :)



Blue Moons don't happen often, so my philosophy is that it's best to bask while to can :)

Sunday, 18 May 2008

"It's never just a game...

when you're winning" (George Carlin). Apt quote of the day.

Climb on Bikes Road Race today. Lots of club members (inc. me) turned up to marshal). So many that there were too many. Micky the Fish is not one to use man/woman power inefficiently so three of us got the chance to turn and burn with the group.

The course was cheeky. A proper 10 min climb and a 500m leg burner + quite a few rollers. 3 laps, 100km. To cut a long story short I attacked, rode solo for 15 miles and won. Not normal behaviour for the Mokes :)

Great news in lots of ways... bad news in two. First am now worried that I am peaking too soon and will hit the 'going like crap in June stage' in May, second I think I might now be a second cat rider, so I can't race with P any more :(

To be honest though, I'm just really pleased. I felt a touch guilty for not marshaling when so many others from the Club were, so to win was great.

Big thanks to everyone who shouted support as I quite literally snotted my way to the finish line. Sorry if I happen to coat you in mucus :)

Saturday, 17 May 2008

No photos but...

another vid to make you smile. Pretty pertinent too as I was on the receiving end of a mechanical shocker today myself. I managed not to do this though...



Although the temptation was there! My brand spanking XTR rear mech unwound itself for the second time, although this time it was terminal. And it happened at the top of the CwmCarn climb, on the first lap, so I had to roll down on the road... :(

A 90 min return drive, for a 30 min ride? That's not snap...

On a brighter note, at least my legs are fresh for tomorrows Climb on Bikes Road Race. The course has two proper hills in it and although I'm down to marshal if possible I wouldn't mind putting the racing legs/head on and suffering like a shortish-wideish person should on the climbs.

Note to self, no solo-suicide attacks, three RR in the last 12 months, 3 such tactical masterplays. Not clever, will report back :)

Thursday, 8 May 2008

Another tough night in Malvern...

With another Thursday night smash-n-bash session on the Malvern hills looming the only way I could banish the post work (and post meeting doughnut related) inertia-monsters was a high speed caffeine stop.

Paula went for the Frappacino-cold-thingy... not sure about that pre-ride...



Ben not only rode me into the ground, he was travelling so fast nearby buildings spontaneously burst into flame...



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Monday, 5 May 2008

The Way of the...

... No Brakes. Or at least that's what the last paragraph of this post will be about. In the interim you've got to thank the banks (or the Queen or the government or whoever you feel deserves thanks) for this May Bank Holiday.

After our last experience of the trails in North Wales we returned for a second visit, and the weather was spot on.

Saturday was a new trail, the Marin at Betws-y-Coed. Nice.



All good until, half way round the second lap, my XTR rear mech unwound itself. It slowed me down.. :(

Micky the Fish (Monsieur Le Peche to his friends) & June joined us on Sunday and we motored round a lap of the Beast at Coed-y-Brenin :)



Monday was perfect. Sun shining and our first visit to Penmancho. It has to be my favourite Welsh trail, and one of my top 5 trails full stop.



A great mix of trail types, open spaces with views and claustrophobic woods. It seemingly contours for ages defying gravity



The switchbacks (both up and down) were spot on...



but the best bits, I think, were the boardwalks...



There's something about having the edge of the trail so clearly defined that adds an extra 5 cm to each side of your smile.

Right... sometimes you get thoughts or songs stuck in your head? Today I was trying to ride smoothly and kept casting my mind back to the wise words of my good Kiwi friend Warwick Styles. He taught me about not braking and not pedalling to go faster (not as obvious as it sounds) and was the Zen master of flowing, he carried his speed through everything. It's not easy to be smooth but I'm trying to stay true to Styles' and the Way of the No Brakes.