On Recovery

Last week the weather was astoundingly good, up until Saturday, naturally! That said I did manage to punch in a few miles. Remarkably in the period since I started riding Abigail (just over a week ago) I've already logged nearly 350km, plus I rode to Lake Simcoe, on Sunday, I used Jordan, so in just over a week I've logged over 500km and I'm not even riding to work in Richmond Hill anymore. (Which in the nice weather is a bit of a shame, but then in the lousy weather I now have the option of transit or the beater bike.)

Of course I also rode to Simcoe with a few guys, we took, well I took the camera so there's only one picture of me, the one where the timer was used. Jason, Patrick, Ryan and I covered, well actually Jason had to go to his aunt in New Market so he only did about 150km but the rest of us did about 180km of beautiful rolling southern Ontario. I have to admit, and I'd like to think this is somewhat big of me, Jason, Pat and Ryan are all much stronger than me. Period. I've got the prettiest bikes, but at the end of the day their engines are way better than mine.

Well that was a surprisingly easy admission to make. Still upsets me when I get my rear end so seriously handed to me, I mean the guys were nice and all, they waited for me a bunch of times, but it's still upsetting to get clobbered so consistently. I want to be the nice guy who has to keep stopping to wait for someone, instead I'm the one panting and huffing and puffing to the top of the hill while everyone else is leaning on their bars watching me from the top of the aforesaid hill.

On the final part of the jouney home we rode over some railway tracks, they did horrible things to my back tyre. Ultimately I replaced both the front and back tyre. But I took some pictures when I got home, those cysts on my tyre are disturbing. From now on I will dismount to cross those tracks.



If I still worked in Richmond Hill at least I would be packing in more miles, but I guess part of the problem is this past winter my base really fell apart. I was so busy with the move and everything I just did not have time to work on my cardio strength.

Anyway Monday I rode to work. After spending 180km on Jordan Abigail just did not feel right, her saddle is too low (didn't stop me from clobbering the cars on Danforth Ave.) and the bars are too high. I raised the seatpost a little last night (Monday evening) but the weather was iffy. I woke up this morning to the sound of thunder, loud thunder.

I suppose I really ought to ride to work even in weather like this, but it's very easy in the rain to call it a recovery day. Still six bucks to get from Main and Danforth to Davisville and Mount Pleasent? Damn, I can ride that in under 15 minutes, mostly obeying traffic law, the subway took over 30 minutes and it was subway only.

This is the problem with transit, you have to stop a bajillion times and it is not direct. At least I do need some recovery time, so it's not all bad, but still, the six dollars is offensively expensive. I am litterally paying $0.33/km if someone paid me that kind of money to ride, I'd quit my job and take up residence in a very nice split level in Rosedale!

On New Rides and Burning Too Fast

Lets see, where to begin? Well I got a new ride, I've got her all road worthy and damn is she fast. Here are some pictures.

So a little about my new ride, first I'm calling her Abigail, which apparently means her father's joy in Hebrew - yes I did go to Hebrew school (and got yelled at by Israeli teachers) from grade four to seven but they never did teach me the meaning of the word Abigail, that job ultimately fell to Wikipedia.

Anyway some technical specifications. First she is a Specialized S-Works Roubaix, 2011 model year. But with some serious modifications, for one thing, a careful review of the above pictures one ought to be able to see I added a chain catcher. In addition, I remove the Specialized compact (50/34) crank - I'm sorry it is pretty, but Specialized, your cranks suck! (Had one on Alex - the TT bike on the right, but the crank is not rigid and it keeps dropping the chain back to 39 when I try to up-shift to 53.) Anyway I replace the crank, since it's a BB30 bottom bracket, with a SRAM Red 53/39 crank, which is nice, but actually for anyone who buy's SRAM Red, just so you know, their cranks are actually Truvative, of course SRAM owns Truvative - or is it the other way around?- but just so you know, it says SRAM on the side, it's really Truvative.

What else? Oh yes, the wheels, notice, they are Tubular (or sew-up) Fulcrum Racing Zeros. Very fast, actually I think noticeably faster than my Clincher Fulcrum Zeros.

I will say this, having had Jordan to ride for almost a year now, I don't much care for Shimano Shifting, Shimano makes a great drive train, but I think I am going to replace the Dura-Ace shifters and rear deraileur with a SRAM Red shifter system on Abigail.

Of course none of this means I am replacing or phasing out Jordan, it's just that well, as we all well know, the number of bikes we should have is n+1, where n is the number of bikes we currently have! (I haven't decided what the next bike will be, for now, I want more aero wheels for Alex and like I said a better shifting system... oh and new bars, those Specialized bars feel like tooth picks, I want something fat!, for Abby.)

So yes Abby is getting extensively modified from the basic Specialized high end (S-Works is their top of the line) bike, but I really have to tip my hat to the engineers at Specialized, that's a sweet frame they designed. The componentry they stuffed on it, really ruins it though, but at least that is easy to fix.

Anyway even though Abby still had to be properly sized for me, I really wanted to ride her on Saturday. Then it rained in the morning. So that evening, when it became apparent that the rain had stopped and things were dry enough I called up Ian Wilcox and the two of us went went on a hammerfeast. I sprinted like it was nobodies business and had to keep stopping and waiting for Ian, yeah, Abby is fast - or maybe I'm fast when I'm all scrunched up?

Sunday morning it rained so I adjusted Abby, put on a longer, S-Works (of course) stem, and raised the seat post. Then Ian and I went for another ride in the afternoon. It was hot, really hot, and muggy. Somewhere north of the city I flatted and had to do a road side tubular swap. Turns out it actually is not all that hard to swap a tubular tyre roadside, but if you are going to use tape, carry a knife to cut the tape with! (Ooops!) By the time Ian and I got to Stouffville I was dehydrated, riding home - after quite a bit of water and juice, was tough.

Monday and Tuesday I rode Abigail to work. Tuesday on the ride home the GPS went funny and said that on what I estimate to be a 19km route I did over 440km... not bad for half-an-hour of spinning. Tuesday night I went for a club ride, the Tuesday night insanity feast. Here are some pictures.

The guys were fast, damn fast, probably does not help that I have yet to fully recover from Saturday, leave alone Sunday. But they were also more than a little jealous!

Anyway we rode about 75km in about 2 hours 40 minutes, or about an average of 28.5km/h. The Lakeshore bike trail was packed and we just could not get any speed, until we started going up Royal York.

Of course Wednesday my ride to work was painful, probably did not help that there was a gusty head wind. But I managed to get myself riding reasonably quick. On Merton I was doing 35 - a 30 zone when a car recklessly overtook me so that I could catch up with him at the red light. The driver did not look to his right when he saw me. I was so tempted to ask if he enjoyed his reckless driving and that thanks to my GPS I'll only have the cops charge him with speeding. But I have better things to do with my time, like admire a very pretty little bicycle... or three!

On Rides, short and long

This past weekend was the Victoria Day long weekend. I had hoped to do club rides on Saturday and Sunday and a long ride Monday. Now my original plan for Monday was Forks of the Credit, but it turned out there was construction out there so instead my revised route called for a Lake Simcoe Monday. Then it turned out that it was going to rain on Monday and Sunday so I moved Lake Simcoe to Saturday.

I strongly suspect, well I know actually, because I kept moving the dates around a lot of the guys could not come out. In the end I did the full 180km by myself. Not that I minded, I took my iPod and listened to Trance for six and a half hours, turns out Trance is great music to train to.

Sometimes you get a really good song with a tail wind and suddenly you feel like the greatest thing on Earth. Such a thing happened as I was working my way east from Leslie Street to Warden at 19'th Ave. I had to climb the highway 404 overpass and the sun hit me head on with green fields all around and not a car in sight. I cannot describe what a wonderful feeling it was. It was a glorious ride, although I did push myself too hard, my stops were very short, just refills and quick washroom breaks, then back on the saddle. By the time I got home I was hurting. I did stop to take a few pictures.



On account of bad weather predictions, though the weather's been pretty good, I've been spending my time on the beater bike, which is actually a really good way to train. Holy smoke it hurts going anywhere at all! I do a couple one hour rides full out on the beater I'd clobber everyone at an ITT on Alex (my ITT bike). Anyway this morning I was just on my morning ride to work, on the beater, in the rain. And at a red light a group rolls past me (they were going North, I had to turn but there was no right turns on red), once the light changes I see red and hammer and catch up with them pretty quick. Turns out they were the Morning Glory group out for, a wet ride I guess. Then I discover why I hate group rides in the rain. I have fenders they have pretty Cervelo's, mostly Cervelo's (will not rant... will NOT say anything bad about Cervelo... must... resist urge!)

I tried to drop off their back, but despite the fact that I have office cloths and my lunch in my backpack, and am on a 25-30 year-old steel beater with a busted 6600 Ultegra groupset I still get to the front of their pelaton. (At least I did not give them rooster tails!) I guess they were out for a long ride and wanted to save their strength, mind you it is Thursday, don't they have to work? Maybe their rides don't work well in the rain, or maybe the machine needs a better engine? Sorry, I should not talk like that. :)

On Riding and Rain

I’ve done quite a bit of riding lately. Of course on account of the fact that my job is much closer to home, distance is shorter, but I am trying to make up for it by doing things faster and with more hills. Most days I now cover Cosburn from Donlands to Woodbine, or even further, faster than the cars do. (It helps that I have a bike lane and the cars have traffic – of course I have the same 40km/h speed limit they… disobey, and I often have a head wind – when I go east, go figure!)

Anyway I have done a bunch of hill climbing and a few club rides since my last post, one of the club rides involves a nice little climb on Brimely road. It turns out the hill (which we do repeats on), is about 890m (at least the loop I do). It starts at 88m above sea level and I turn and do it again at 160m above sea level, so it averages around 8%, but is in places as gentle as 4% and at other times is 13%.

Thursday evenings we have a little ride up and down the hill. I set a modest goal for myself, after all, it is only mid-May, I decided I would do four repeats of the hill, some guys did three, some did six. One person, a new guy, got to the bottom and from what I understand he basically just went up a little bit, turned around and went back down. Most of the guys were done and the new guy was still at the bottom. I still had plenty left in the tank and in my legs so I went back down the hill and rode up with the new guy. Mostly trying to encourage him as we rode. Towards the two thirds mark, the hill leveled off from 13% to 4 or 5%. I got back into the saddle (obviously at 13% I’m not going to be sitting all that much, I am no Alberto Contador). As the hill became more level I pushed the new guy, steadily, for about 150m (or about 500 feet). It is a nice feeling when you can, well frankly rescue someone, from the bottom of the hill.

The following week it rained almost continuously from, well Friday afternoon until Thursday morning. Although the grass and the trees are mostly green as a result of all this damned rain (more expected over the coming long weekend) the rain is getting to me. But at least I can now ride to work in the rain, I use the beater bike, something I could not do when I worked 25km from home. Tomorrow, Saturday, is supposed to be a nice day, so I am going to ride up to Lake Simcoe. I doubt anyone will come with, so I may need to charge up my iPod, oh well, at least I will get one good ride in before the rain that is predicted to ruin Sunday and Monday.

On Flats and Other Things

I know, I have not posted much lately, sorry. Things have been crazy.

Obviously the whole move nonsense is far from finished. It turns out the imbecile I bought the house from lied in the listing of the house, the driveway is not legal and I got a parking ticket for using it. (I've had to get an on street permit, thank goodness it's a quiet street that people don't generally park on.)

I got a new job, its not a problem with the old job but the new role, is, I think, a step in a better direction. I can take the subway to work, it's only 10km away - so I can ride even on the beater Coppi to work. And the role is itself a promotion, even if the pay is slightly lower. (I save so much on the commute, I'll suck up the slight loss of income.)

Of course all of this means that I have not had much time to write lately. Well actually, part of it is also a case of, hmmm, weather's starting to turn, I could stay home and write blog posts or...!

So I had a flat on a Wednesday evening joy ride. I was on Queens Quay on the way home, east bound, when not for the first time I noticed the ride quality was suddenly pretty lousy. Queens Quay as a westbound road is bad, but usable, for the eastbound cyclist, take another road! Maybe Bathurst to Front and across Front Street?

Thursday was hill climbing night with the club. It was very nice, I kept my pace down on the first climb and on the second climb I kept it steady, on the third climb a bunch of guys, not in the club came out and did their first climb, they passed me, but then just a few meters later, I passed them. On my fourth climb they managed to pass me again but I had to save up enough to do all the other 'tour of Scarbrough' stuff we had planned.

We rode over to Meadowcliffe Dr., there is a short hill, perhaps 30 or 40 meters long and maybe 18% at it's steepest. As the guys got to the hill, I was a little behind, having down-shifted to early, I yelled out, "anyone who climbs the hill in the saddle gets a cookie!" I did not part with any Fudgee-Ohs last night. Then again, I did not earn one either.

Still I did pretty well and had enough gas left in the tanks to really hammer it home.

On Weekday Rides

I have done an awful lot of rides since I last wrote. I have been busy, what can I say? Mind you busy riding, rather than writing about them, not such a bad thing. Anyway Sunday April 10, it was supposed to rain, then it was supposed to rain in the afternoon. So I went out for a morning ride with the BCC. One of the guys in the club flatted and a few of us stuck around while the rest of the club continued on. As it turned out, I was probably the weakest of the bunch who stayed to help with the tyre repair. It's not every mechanical I get to say, it was great, we screamed up Warden at about 40km/h. Then Jeff Norman, who must know roads in Toronto better than most people know the back of their hands, took us on a lovely little underpass to the Don Valley Parkway, we wound up meeting up with the main body of the group only a few kilometers from the site of the mechanical.

The club ride continued north and sure enough, when at about 40km from home it started raining. By the time I got home everything was soaking wet. Naturally in the afternoon it was warm, bright and sunny. So I spent much of the following week cleaning Jordan. That said, by Thursday night I had ridden over 500km since April 1. The season may just be starting, but things are ramping up pretty quickly now.

Here is a new rule, no looking at bicycling related websites, I drool, it is not healthy. And parking my ride at my desk at the office, not much better frankly! I keep turning and admiring. Sure she's pretty and all, but I don't see her enough on the uber long 300km rides? Well I only see her top tube bars and front wheel tyre and spokes. But apparently I don't see enough, because when at the office I keep turning and looking at my ride like she was a work of art. Then again, look at the bike or look out the window at a suburban wasteland, difficult decision.

On Weekend Rides

I do not have my GPS with me now, so no statistics. But I do recall that on Friday evening I rebuilt Jordan, well actually the rebuild was a week long affair culminating in Malcom from Biseagal tightening the cables up and adjusting the gearing. Now I should add here that when I rebuilt Jordan I put new levers, derailleurs and logically cables on her so that when the gears started misbehaving on the Saturday morning ride, I just assumed there was some seriously ugly cable stretch going on. So Saturday just before noon I rode back to Malcom, right after the ride, and asked him to have a look.

I should probably insert here the part where I confess to having taken apart my crankset about a dozen or so times in the past to clean it.

Returning to my story, Malcom has a quick look at my sweet little ride and I end up taking a Taxi home. Below are some pictures of my 39 chain ring. (It is a good thing I had a spare crankset at home. Yes I really do keep an emergency 53/39 crankset!)

The next day Ian Wilcox and I went for a little ride, well actually the whole Beaches Cycling Club went for a ride, but Ian and I went further. It was a beautiful route. We went up Leslie, but I did not feel like riding through New Market so at Vandorf we went east to Warden and along Vivian. Then to avoid yet more busy roads we took 9'th line south all the way from Vivian, it was wonderful, hardly a car, a bunch of joggers and an occasional walker. It was riding, the way riding a bike is supposed to be. By the time I got home I was in all kinds of pain and loving every bit of it. I should go on more rides like that. Anyway here is a route, very much worth doing again, or possibly (since Warden is a very quiet road early in the morning on weekends) just take Warden north right from the beginning.

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And here are some pictures of me on that ride.