Just checking in now I am back in some sort of semblance of existing
after my efforts at the club '10' tonight.
I am completely wasted. Got a lift out to the strip, plenty of banter,
especially with the chap starting at 9 (I was off at 2), reckoning
he'd easily catch me.
Reasonable warm up, onto the start. Wondering why on earth I was doing
it as I really am overweight and underfit. And then the countdown. 15
seconds. 5 4 3 2 1 and off. Sprint up to speed - a short dip through
the village and then rise again - hitting 30 after a few tens of
metres, only to drop back to 21-22 as I crest the rise. Check the HRM.
Must be wrong, my heart can't go that fast (190+). Time to settle,
breathe deep, get a rhythm and make best use of the wind to the turn.
Most of this was at 22-25mph, nothing over. HRM still telling porkies,
trying to relax on the downhill drags to save something for the
return. Not much success with that HRM still barely dropping below 180
on the easy bits, definitely redlining it.
The turn is two roundabouts at about 5.5 miles, easily taken with no
traffic. Slight drags and now into the easterly for the return leg.
It is a struggle to keep over 20mph, one which I was losing. My minute
man had been in sight since early on and I was slowly gaining, or to
be more precise, he was falling off the pace faster than I was. Lungs
going fit to bust, 3 miles to go. ease past my minute man. I'm now
ahead on the road. Traffic at 2 miles. A crop sprayer,one of these up
on stilts kind of things doing about 15mph. Fortunately the cars could
pass it before I got to it. It was sorely tempting to not go round,
just to go straight under, and I wasn't the only one with that thought
briefly flickering across my mind. But I passed properly and safely.
Someone came up to me just before the crop sprayer, no idea who but
they dropped back again. I think it was the person at 3. I am now the
front man on the road and having noone to chase does take a bit of the
impetus.
But now I can see the finish. 500m 400m. My speed is dying, my legs
are almost completely gone. I am just trying to hang on to the finish.
300m 200m. Whoosh, past goes number 9, first man to finish by ten
seconds, followed by me, and a few seconds back my minute man.
A gentle roll back to the strip, trying to find my legs and lungs.
Wasted, absolutely off my feet.
One advantage of being first back is first dibs on the tea and cakes.
Much general chatting and socialising. It was a field of 37 so sorting
out the times and prizes takes a good time. New course record for the
couple on a tandem. Fastest time on the night was a very impressive
21.52, second 22.07 and third 22.11. Fastest youth 25.59, taking
nearly a minute off his previous time on the course.
I then rode home, 9 miles up over the Newtyle brae and back to Dundee.
I had switched to getme home Audax mode, soft pedalling as much as I
could. One of our youts was also riding back so hung on my wheel - an
easy wheel to follow if you can keep your brakes on. Home. Bath. My
stomach muscles ache like crazy, my legs will be interesting tomorrow.
But a good ride.
My time? 29.17. My aim was to break evens (30 mins) so I am very
pleased with the result.
...d