Sunday, October 28, 2007

Diablo Challenge Results

I'd signed Floyd up for the Diablo Challenge on Oct 7th, and he was probably going to come, right up until the point the decision came out and he found himself needing to go to Switzerland to work on appeal strategy which got announced right after the event.

The training (not completely recounted below) seems to have paid off, as I got a PR of 1:26 and change @ 196w, which is a heck of a lot better than I was doing at the camp in January. It beat the 1:30 goal I'd set, but wasn't good enough for mid-pack in the 50+ age group, unfortunately. The only real bummer is that the weight part of the power/weight equation was about identical to what it was in January, which was not part of the plan for the year.

The goal for next year is 1:20, mainly through reduced weight. If I get down to 145, or maybe 150, I'll think about replacing the Frankenbike with something new.

As reported over at TBV,

The Mt Diablo Challenge was held today. TBV in his first ever timed event, achieved all personal goals and smoked Floyd Landis, who assisted immeasurably by not showing up. A Landis spokesperson did not say, "he never committed to the event, is very busy with other things, and really, really needs to give the dogs a bath today. Stop pestering him about it." We are mystified by what else could be occupying his time, but do appreciate that dogs can smell bad if not bathed regularly.

One other Phonak jersey was seen, and we got one "Does the EPO help?" (evidently not) and one "Free Floyd" from riders who passed us. Pommi did not catch up and pass TBV, so he will undoubtedly retire in shame. The 10 minute head start because of start waves helped. His 1:24:29 was 306/393 in age group; my 1:28:51 was 131/171 with a stop for a "natural break". Both of us were carrying 1:30 goals, and met.

The PowerTap, a vital tool, gave 3 PRs for power/time at 5, 30 and 60 minutes, and two PRs for splits on the mountain. I fell apart, as usual, from Juniper to the Summit.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Speaking of politics

I'm looking at the home town at Alamo (Un) Incorporated?

Monday, January 29, 2007

The Legend of the Nessy Burger

Legend has it that at the 2006 Power Camp, coming back from a ride, Landis decided he was hungry NOW, and pulled the group into the Nessy Burger for an impromptu meal. This year, it was written into the itinerary.


Wednesday was officially a "recovery day", where our ride was down to the Nessy Burger for lunch, and a relaxed ride back.

I think someone forgot to hear 'recovery' about the ride -- the group bolted like a bat out of hell, and I got dropped on the first climb out of the parking lot. With some help from a straggler and a staffer who dropped back, we pacelined and at least kept within 20 seconds of the lead pack before turning into the lot -- I even took a few pulls at 500w, brief amounts of which appear to be what I'm good at.

An order for 40 Nessy Burgers was placed, and Floyd and the hardcore (not including me) went out for a little ride, which found a 1/2 mile hill that alleged to be 27% grade, but was later claimed to be 18%. Many of them went up it (slowly), with lots of people tacking back and forth and stopping on the slope to recover. Floyd, of course, went straight up, then circled down and back up offering encouragement to the mortals.

While they were gone, the burgers were ready, and I wolfed mine down. Yum. A full 1/2 pound of MEAT, juicy and not as greasy as predicted.

Nessy's is a burger stand in the corner of a park and ride lot next to a Mobil station. It consists of an anchored trailer, a smaller refrigerator, and an area with an awning with perhaps 6 tables, described as:

At the intersection of State Route 76 and Old Highway 395 is a little trailer that serves big hamburgers. It’s called Nessy Burger and the hamburgers are huge and a meal in themselves.
and:
Up on the windy heights inland from Oceanside, where Route 76 meets Old Highway 395, a little piece of Scotland survives. Alistair, an ex-gamekeeper from Inverness who says he has seen the Loch Ness Monster, and Sandy, his California lady, have set up an old Navy Exchange trailer as a canteen. They serve "Nessy Burgers." No, they're not fishburgers. "They're the nearest thing to the big old Aberdeen Angus burgers you get in Scotland," says Sandy. This summit settlement, with a Mobil station and a huge dusty rest stop for truckers, is a long way from anywhere. But what a location! The San Luis Rey river winding below, hilltops, avocado and orange orchards -- the gedunk with the million-dollar view.
It's the kind of place that if you don't know it's there, and what it is, you won't stop. From last year, we see the awning area, and Floyd eating the first of the two (yes two) he ate then.


This year, he had only one, not being in crazy training-for-the-tour mode.

More Camp Pix

These are other people's pictures, from a CD-ROM handed out as we left Happy Temecula.

Climbing Mt. Palomar, Landis puts on a burst that makes Robbie Ventura feel retired. Where are the helmets?


Landis surrounded by a bunch of campers.

Tell me the truth.
Does this jersey make me look fat?

How about from this angle?


Get out of my way.



Melanie McQuaid at the camp.

Now THAT is cool kit.


I'll have what she's having.


Dr. Kay asks if anyone wants to do a little extra ride while the Nessy Burgers are prepared.

Now that's a hill!

Allen Lim, not riding, and shuttling between two training camps, has a big Starbucks' habit to feed.



Now here's your problem. If you leave it with me, we can turn the drums and re-align the tie rods by this afternoon. OK?

Cycling is just SO glamorous.


There were other bikes on Palomar too.



By the numbers

My rides at camp, as documented by the PowerTap. Clicking on the description will pull up a map of the route, including an elevation profile.

date
description
miles
time
work
kJ
max
watts
avg
watts
max
bpm
avg
bpm
1/21
Nessy Time Trial
+ trainer test
33.75
2:18
1118
591
135
173
144
1/22
Couser Canyon
43.23
3:24
1762
633
144
173
149
1/23
Idyllwild
47.49
3:45
1687
707
125
183
136
1/24
Nessy Burger
22.27
2:13
802
719
143
167
143
1/25
Palomar
54.59
5:17
2492
597
131
157
130
1/26
Deluz Canyon
30.14
2:17
1067
593
129
169
139
1/26
Rice Canyon/Nessy
23.19
1:39
830
620
139
157
136
total/max

254.66
20:54
9758
719

183


It also looks like about 21,000' of climbing in those 255 miles.

My Floyd Camp Pix


You, the heroes, are getting to see some of my pictures. I'm sure you are feeling as blessed by this as Alan here, Stephen Colbert's black friend.


Here we have Fred Poser with his cyclist friend.


This is Max. He's another important friend. He drives a support van, handing out bottles of Gatorade, water, and collecting and distributing layers of clothes as we go up and down hills. Max is Amber Landis' 19 year old brother, and used to do all the following of Floyd, until he got fired. Well, maybe just not rehired for the next season. Now he's working at Dr. Kay's OUCH medical clinic.

I asked him at lunch on Palomar if he'd even been hassled by the cops for driving slow, and he said, "funny you should ask, I just had the first time..." and told the story of the sheriff reported by Neil@road.

As Dr. Kay told it, the sheriff was yelling to find out who was in charge, and everyone was silent. Kay stpped forward and said, "I am sir! I'm terribly sorry, these people should have been riding single file and it's my fault," and the cop slowly deflated before saying, "Stay out of Valley Center!" and squeeling his tires as he rode off to make his point more emphatically.

Kay was worried he'd actually write all the the threatened tickets, and throw off the schedule for the ride.


Fred with Will Geoghegan. I think he watches Colbert too.


Dr. Kay and Fred. Brent has a twinkle in his eye that says he's suffers fools with tolerance and amusement. Lucky for me.

This is John, a fellow camper who spent a lot of time with me in the slow group. We commiserated on almost every climb. He has a pretty Colnago with red paint to die for -- but I bet he wishes he'd brought something bigger than a 27 in the back.

Landis was very obliging, even signing a home-from-school-sick note for this youngster who was a camper's daughter.

Landis is so good, if he doesn't like the picture you have set up, he'll grab your camera and take it himself.

(In the middle, Magic Dougie
Thralls, the massage therapist. On the right is Jessie Bartholemew of Saris, the Power Tap product manager. He was with Lim at the tour, and contributed to the Simply Stu podcasts.)

Something is amusing the good doctor and Will.


Sometimes things get out of hand. This fellow has just been let out of the Slipstream Training Camp for the evening, and decided the thing he wanted more than anything else in the world was to have Landis autograph his stomach. As part of identification, Floyd has written, underneath his signature, the word "Guy" with an arrow pointing down.

There were other riders from Slipstream there as well. They are enjoying their first beers with dignity and restraint appropriate to the occasion.

Will, Fred, and Melanie McQuaid (no relation to Pat), who is sponsored by Saris. She was invited to the camp by Saris, and kicked some major butt.


Robbie Ventura is every bit the positive guy you see on TV, and genuinely likable, even to a bitter old cynic like me. He yelled at me a lot grunting up the 20% section on Friday, shouting, "Brower Power!" and "Get the lead out Brower" experimenting to see what would work best, positive or negative reinforcement. He said later that all I yelled back was, "Fuck You!" This seems unlikely, because I was in no condition to yell anything, and I'd settled on "Bite me!" as my phrase for such occasions. Well, maybe I let something like that out.

Despite the abuse, he let me take a picture. First class and straight up.

My cyclist friend and I both seem to have ingested some alcohol at this stage of the evening.

Allen Lim is a geeky sweetheart, completely the opposite in many ways as Ventura, but they seem to work well together. Kind of a Yin-Yang thing, I guess. His talks were interesting to me, and I should have taken pictures of slides, because he doesn't hand the powerpoint out. Why? Because it ends up on the internet. Imagine that! But he really did nearly put Amber to sleep.

This is Dave "the Wrench" Kohli, who may have consumed an adult beverage. He laughed when I brought my 34t cassette, but said after Palomar and the 20% section on Friday that he was envious. The Frankenbike has never worked better than under his tender care. And it's clean.

Later at the bar, one of the Slipstream guys was being very friendly with Alison from Hawaii, even after being warned that her husband was a combat Marine currently in Iraq. Rumor says someone barfed in the brand new Slipstream van on the way back to camp. He seems a good candidate for the honor. I also think he's being sent to Europe for the whole season. Coincidence?



This is all most people on a ride see of Landis, which works well because you get the draft. The people in the front really want a workout. Melanie on the left held out, and the guy on the right slid back.

When we hit the hill on E. Mission, Floyd said, "Hey Dave!", and I said, "See you later Floyd!" as the boosters in his legs ignited, and the retro-rockets in mine fired. I did see him later during a descent, which I considered a major accomplishment, and a sign he was slacking off.

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Saturday, back home

I'm back home, having had a marvelous time. Highly recommended. Everybody, staff and campers, were friendly and positive, with none of the dreaded cat-3 egomaniacs. The food was good, the weather got better, and the riding was great.

Over a few posts, I'm going to start filling in details I left dangling and incomplete.

Let's start with the video found on youtube, before the Tuesday Idyllwild climb: I'm the guy in the Phonak kit at the beginning in the parking lot. The guy seen riding later in Phonak kit with black shorts is Dr. Kay.

The other videos (one and two) from PE.com is of the parking lot before the Palomar climb on Thursday, but you won't find me there, because my slow group left an hour before the fast group with Floyd and the good folks. They caught up to us almost exactly at the base of the climb, where the S6 (South Grade) splits off of 76. John and I, bringing up the rear of our slow group, were ecstatic we'd held off the catch that long, and considered it a major victory. John abandoned the climb, though, so the Lantern Rouge IS MINE!!!

Looking at Neil's reported numbers from Palomar, which seem to be from his Garmin and the powertap, I think they compare like this:


fred neil Comment
distance 54.49 43 why 1 mi shorter than me?
time 05:17 04:53 half an hour shorter than me?
max speed 45.56 41:91 I blow by him on the downhill!
avg speed 10.29 12.3
max watts 597
avg watts 129 253
max hr 169
avg hr 132 122
kjoules/kcal 2492

The distance discrepancy is interesting -- does the slope account for 11 miles of difference? Or did someone not reset, or take a different route?

I came home with a slightly used set of wheels with a very special deal. The computer head shows a geek friendly 256 miles indicated for the week.

Time to do laundry and return to the real world.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Friday Fun Rides, and some Q and A with Floyd

Friday we went on what was billed a short little jaunt, that turned out to have a death hill -- look at the elevation, right there in the middle.

Fred rode up the hotel climb on Floyd's wheel alongside Will Geoghegan, an ex-teammate (Chevy Truck MTB), who gave some tips on standing to climb. Hint: use a couple or three gears higher. After a regroup on the far side of the freeway, Will lived up to his "they say go, he attacks" reputation, pulling a 200 yd gap on the group up the hill on E Mission. Since it was going uphill, I bid adieu to Floyd and the strong people. Robbie stayed back, and helped some of up close the gap to the regroup at the Mission Rd/Deluze Canyon intersection. Geoghegan claims to have held his gap until there, but I wasn't around to see it.

This was followed by a delightful descent through technical sweepers that I really enjoy, way more so than the wide open Idyllwild and the 180s with long straights of Palomar. Somewhere near the bottom I caught up with Landis, who was loafing, but it was nice to see him twice on a ride.

There followed an approach climb leading to a death hill. As I rolled up, there were bodies stopped everywhere, and others weaving back and forth. I ground my way back and forth up, passing a number of people who'd unsuccessfully taken a more direct approach. Ventura was yelling encouragement, and I may have yelled something, perhaps, "FUCK YOU!" back at him that sounded unappreciative, but I'm sure it was a bonding moment turning us into close personal friends.

After that, it was a long series of rollers, some short enough to blast over, and some requiring short climbs. Than a nice open descent back into Temecula, and a scenic roll through Old Town, founded 1857, and fashioned into a chic-chic touristy place with wooden sidewalks and horse supply stores intermixed with boutiques and antiques. Then, back into camp, for the only return from that direction the whole week.

After lunch with Max and Will, I was feeling good enough for more, and rolled out on my own moderate ride. Some of the triathletes and Floyd were going out for another one, which I suspected may have been a tad over my head. Stopped at Nessy's and had some fries and a coke, and came back feeling pretty good and able to push fairly hard.

Having missed the sheriff on Thursday's ride to Palomar, I got a make-up on the last descent into the hotel. Coming up on the trickiest right turn on the stretch, going 35 in a 40 zone, a cop's speaker blasted "MOVE TO THE SIDE OF THE ROAD" just as I was about to brake before the entry. Good thing I needed both hands on the bars, or I'd have flipped him off, and no good would have come of that.

Then a shower, recovery massage and over for an early dinner as Landis needed to catch a plane out. Landis answered some questions from the floor, during which I think Dr. Kay had a waitress bring him a beer. Among the exchanges...

Q: What trash talk did you give Danielson on the Brasstown Bald?
A: I can see you are a connoisseur of trash talk. I don't do that. I told him about my dogs.

Q: What's on your MP3 player?
A: Lots of stuff, but no techno. I hate techno.

Q: Who was your cycling hero?
A: Never really had one.

Q: When you were starting out, why did you ride at night?
A: Other things to do, only available time. I wouldn't do it now.

Q: When was the last time you rode a mountain bike.
A: Every morning, walking the dogs. They like to run fast. But really, a couple of weeks ago. I didn't do it for a number of years because I was afraid of crashing.

Q: Are you going to do Leadville?
A: Absolutely.

Q: When was you first race? Road Race?
A: 1991. Parents out of town, rode 10 miles to the race, won, and thought it was easy. That turned out to not be so true. First road race was while mountain biking. Started with the Cat5s, attacked out of the gate and won outright. I asked if I could advance, and they said, "No, you don't have experience in the pack." Progression from Cat-5, 4, 3, 2, 1 took about a year while doing mountain biking.

Q: First bike as a kid?
A: Probably a Huffy BMX bike. It didn't mean that much at the time -- it wasn't a life defining moment.

Q: Would you like to own a team or be a coach?
A: I'd be a bad coach. I have no patience, and being able to do something doesn't mean you can explain it to someone else.

Q: Do you have nerves before a race.
A: Not lately. I try to be pretty relaxed. It doesn't seem to have hurt the results, so it must work OK.

Q: Motivation to get better now?
A: It's been a problem lately. Having goals is a motivation, and it's been hard not having a specific objective. This week has been part of the therapy, so thanks for coming.

Q: What do you think of downhills.
A: I'm confident of my own abilities, but I worry about folks around me. I'd like them to get out of my way.

Q: Have you had many major crashes?
A: Only the one with my hip. Never broken anything major other than that.

Q: What's going to be in the book?
A: Answers to questions like these, some history and stories I hope you find amusing.

Q: Were you confident before the tour?
A: It's never a sure thing. I felt like I did all the work necessary, but things often get decided by luck. I was as confident as ever before the start of the race.

Q: My wife is wondering about getting a tandem and matching kit. Do you have anything like that?
A: If I did, I wouldn't admit it. My wife doesn't want to get in a car with me!


This was followed by dessert, signing of many things, and many many pictures before he ducked out to catch his plane. This is more accurately captured in the picture post.

I don't know if Melanie ever found people to go down to the Texas Bar to ride the mechanical bull.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Thursday, Palomar

In a fit of wisdom, we divided into 3 groups, 8:30, 9:00 and 9:30, hoping to end up at the top in close to the same time. My slow group of four + staffer and support truck left at 8:30. The official route was through Couser Canyon. I tried to stage a mutiny to go down SR76 instead, which was shorter and flatter. I started promising free grog., and threatened to go it alone, but no fellow mutineers stood up for liberty and freedom, so I caved and went along with the group.

Naturally, on the first pitch up Couser, I flatted, and needed the support truck. I went out intentionally very slow, holding everybody up, but it seemed a wise strategy. The trip down the S6 in Valley Center was a construction nightmare zone we would have skipped on 76, and was in fact a problem for a later group that got stopped by the sheriff for being annoying lycra wearing freaks in his town, and for slowing traffic. This is recounted elsewhere.

We stopped at a parking lot of a convenience store near the intersection of 76 and Valley Center Blvd to dispose excess clothes. Just about then the faster groups started to roll in, and it was every rider for himself. I found the approach from there to S Grade quite annoying, and in some ways harder than the climb proper. I'm not sure why. I caught up to John, who was threatening to blow, and said we should at least get to the base so we can say we didn't get caught until there. About 500 yards past the S Grade start, the Landis group blew by, and John's gumption drained out. He turned and said he was going back, and I think got picked up by a van later.

The grind was not bad. The grade did not seem much worse and it was shorter than Idyllwild. There were few of the nasty grade changes at switchbacks I see on Diablo, which is only slightly shorter, but has much steeper sections. I stopped often for breathers, and kept it between 130 and 150w at 142 bpm the whole way, not forcing it. I did run out of fluids, but someone who passed me gave up a bottle, and that lasted until I finally got to a van. Having paced sanely the whole day, and it being shorter than Idyllwild, I felt pretty good at the top, and arrived just in time to see Floyd walking out after lunch getting ready to go down. Some things don't change.

The descent was nice, with some technical turnarounds that I like. These tend to be separated by rather long straights. It being an unfamiliar hill, I didn't take advantage of the straights to add power or go very aero, so I didn't go down as fast as I might have, but still had a good time.

I pulled off at the convenience store and we loaded up the bikes. We heard that one guy had been going so fast that he'd blown right by the parking lot, maybe not even noticing it, and kept going. When we loaded up, we drove down the road to find him, and he turned up 10 miles later, very glad to see us. His first words were, "Did I miss a turn?"

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Wednesday, "Rest Day"

See the post at the top, "Legend of the Nessy Burger."

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Tuesday, Idyllwild and a drive with Floyd

The first web reference I found to the Idyllwild climb described it as 20 miles and nearly 5000'. Kind of near the claimed 15 mi and 4500', but you knew which way the error was going to stretch. Well, looking at the actual map, Floyd's claim looks closer to right; actual distance was 46.1 from predicted 46.2, and Bikely says only 3800' of climb, but it feels like more than that. Smooth road, moderate grade, but unrelenting and very long.

At breakfast, found out that I was going in Floyd's car to the trip-o-the-day, which I sort of suspected was going to be about all I was going to see of him. His brother-in-law Max, a mass of unruly black hair under a black baseball hat was going to be driving a follow van.

Fred makes friends with Max

En route, envision Floyd driving, complaining about the talk radio, answering questions from passengers, looking in the mirror for the truck bringing the bikes, and text messaging all at the same time. At one point while doing this, a light turned orange, and he started to brake, but it was too late -- "Rats, it looked like I made that one." Not 10 seconds later, the guy driving the car behind called his cell to complain about being brake checked and picked off at the light -- next seen speeding by on the right at what may have been extra-legal speeds, threatening to do Back-to-the-Future jump in time.

At the parking lot, chaos reigned until someone said, "Floyd, take charge" and he said "OK, we'll go out this way and turn left because that's pretty wide for us to go across," and so we followed. As has become my custom, I try to follow the group out near the head, so as to have someplace to fall back from. Floyd led on, through a detour caused by road construction, eventually onto the intended road. A mass of cyclists took a euphemistically named "bio-break" near some trees and a ditch along a field, before the start of the climb.

Some of us slower folks attempted to cheat by sneaking out ahead. It may have been as much as 15 minutes before Floyd and some of the Saris staff blew by. His wheel diminished in the distance rapidly, and I tried to figure out what pace to try to maintain, and settled for 155-160w as probably sustainable. I caught up to a few guys in front of me, and pulled ahead, then the follow car stopped in front offering to take excess clothing. I shed my jacket and base-layer T shirt, but this took a while so those fellows started in front again, and I was in a rush and forgot to pull up my bib suspenders, leaving them hanging. Again, I more or less caught up with them, when I realized my shorts were falling off! Had to stop again and pull them up, then start again, but still on my 155w target pace. After a while, caught one guy, then two others, and was feeling OK, having put on a burst of 190w to get by them. But that was it -- while I was doing 150, two passed me back, and I never saw them again. I started feeling bad, and stopped for a leak, drink and opening some food, and pulled back just in front of the tail ender. He said, "keep going, you're my inspiration", which was flattering, but I wasn't feeling much better. We went on another ways, and I pulled off for another break, drinking and eating, and lost him too.

At that point, I realized I'd overcommitted my energy, and should have dialed in 130-140w instead of 155-160. Lesson learned.

After a very long time crawling along, the follow van came by and offerered some encouragement that went unappreciated, as I'd lost my good cheer. After hearing "Only 6 miles left! 45 minutes of climbing! Turn left at the fork!", I yelled back, "Bite Me!" and expected it to be more than 45 minutes.

Finally, Max came back one more time and said "only about 25 minutes" left, and that was the last I saw of humanity. Coming over the top, I was moving slow, recovering, and because I didn't know where the restaurant was, exactly and didn't want to have to climb backwards if I passed it. I also need to find something to say for my late arrival. After about 4 blocks, I saw someone wave, and figured that was the place. Max came out and pointed where to park the bike, and
I sauntered in as jauntily as possible, waved cheerfully and said, "Bon giorno mi amici!"

Floyd looked up at me incredulously from his burrito, then set back to shoveling food.

I was directed to sit at a table where others had been served, and was left with the impression I was a little late to the party. A few minutes later, the "fast" group started to roll up, having started later from a further place. I got my order in, just as Floyd and the bulk of "my" group wandered out and started to saddle up. As they rolled off, my food arrived, and I realized I'd been left to return with the fast group, and would need to wait for them to order and eat.

We put on warm clothes/gloves and started down, and I was quite comfortable keeping pace with the faster group going down, sitting at the back on my brakes -- Having mass as I do is an advantage, and my aero seem good enough that I'd keep accelerating past the tail of that group if I didn't slow down.

At the base of the descent, we stopped to take off the warm clothes, and I told Dr. Kay that I was going to be killed by this group, and that I was going to go on ahead for them to catch me up, which I did for a while, being caught at a stop light where there was a turn in the route. The lead blew by in double paceline, and I knew I was in trouble. Fortunately, one of the staff, triathlete Will Smith offered to be my domestique, and he towed me back to my starting point. After a little while I felt better and able to let him speed up, and we almost caught up with the main group -- just as they got to my start point, and I peeled off and went with the bike truck to their pickup.

Having gone the full distance of my ride, I claim to have completed the route, and having lost at least an hour to my group, clearly have the Lantern Rouge sewn up as long as I complete Palomar on Thursday.

When I got back, I found Floyd and another guy were rolling on the floor of a hotel room watching Borat. Managed to get my shoes from his car, and wander over for my massage. That was nice! When I got out, I realized I'd left my vest with wallet, keys, and room key in Floyd's trunk, and that it was nowhere to be found. This cost a trip to the desk to get a new key, then time to shower and turn up for dinner.

Dinner was not quite ready, and I found Floyd, Paul Scott of ACE and a camper playing Liar's Poker in the bar. After some yummy steaks with Temecula Valley Wine, courtesy Floyd, he snuck out to do some business, and we heard Allen Lim tell some tour stories.

I'm too tired to go on here... maybe more tomorrow, which is a 'recovery' day.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Monday, Couser Canyon

Having been sorted into the slow group (thank god), we left this morning at 9:40 for a loop up Couser Canyon, with one mentioned climb, plus the trip back from Nessy Burger which itself features three (to me) and a half climbs. There was one they forgot to mention, up Old 395 to the Nessy Burger.

Robbie Ventura cheerfully took the group off course twice, adding an extra couple of miles and 200' of climbing, which mostly took time. One guy broke his carbon handlebars and ended up in the van, and there was an abandon, leaving me in perfect contention for the Lantern Rouge, which is now mine to lose having finished.

I was doing OK I thought until the climb from Nessy Burger, where I chose to budget myself at 150w. There were a couple of riders I almost caught, but my butt and hands were really sore, and I decided to ease off in sympathy down to 110w. But I'm sure I'd have had them if I'd tried.

In earlier climbs, I got left in no-mans land as the 'slow' group split into 'just not fast' and 'really slow'. I'd get dropped on climbs, and more or less catch up to 'just not fast' on descents. I've kind of decided that I'm in complete survival mode climbing even when feeling good, trying to avoid HR > 160 as much as possible, and spinning in the granny gears -- which fully justified their presence. Until the crawl home, I was probably averaging 200w on climbs, but I'll get and post real data later. When doing 200w, I'm faster than the 'really slows', but not as fast as the 'just not fast' riders. If I dial it back, I'm with the 'really slows', but could hypothetically have bursts of power.

The post-ride massage was nice, but I think I need more help than that.

Tomorrow is a chauffeured trip to Idyllwild. Floyd was asked about the climb, and he said it was, uh, 15 miles and 4500' -- "plus or minus 20 or 30%". He does it in top form in about 38 minutes. The rest is about as flat as it is around here, making 70 miles total. This is more than my aborted trip down Mines Rd, so it promises to be a tough, survival day for me again. I hope to make it back before the bus leaves.

With that, I'm drinking some to hydrate, and going to bed, beat.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Sunday (Night) School

After dinner tonight, Allen Lim gave us a lecture; I won't say that I'm summarizing it, but I'm rattling off some things that seemed sort of relevant to me, or likely to be of interest to others.

Main messages, distilled into a teeny-tiny summary for Freds.

  • Use the powertap to quantify feel.
  • Understand effective training cycles.
  • Let the feel guide the training.
(Different messages apply to those beyond this stage.)

Power and Speed

One definition of power is all the drag forces multiplied by the velocity -- rolling resistance, aero drag, mechanical loss, etc; [Aero drag is itself velocity sensitive, giving us an exponential term -- actually, it's velocity squared, giving us a net velocity cubed term].

Because there is very little difference in power output at elite levels, other tunings become the focus of attention. Aero is very relevant -- the "praying landis" TT position was so much better aero, that the gains it gave in the TT in the Tour of California were pretty much exactly Landis' margin of victory there. Without the goofy position, maybe he doesn't win. Of course, there tactics and race dynamics there too, so it's not quite that simple.

Raw Power

Power input is pedal torque * cadence, and the first main difference between elite cyclists and amateurs is that they push with higher torque. Actually, Lim sort of contradicted himself later. At high power outputs, they also use higher cadence. Where at 200w 75-80 rpm is OK, at 400-500 watts, it needs to get to 110 rpm. There's a physiological reason for this. There's an artery in the leg that gets clamped shut ("occluded") at high torque, stopping blood flow. At low cadences, this shutoff is long enough to have it's own negative effects. At higher cadences, it presents less of a problem. One adaptation seen in some athletes is development of the vessels in the legs that keeps them open at higher levels.

Energy

The PT computer displays an 'E' reading that is in Kjoules, being mechanical energy as an integration of power over time. There's a conversion to Kcalories of food that goes like this: 1 Kcal = 4.186 Kj, but the body is somewhere between 18-27% efficient, with typical in the 22% range. This is affected by genetics, state of training, and cycling efficiency. 4.186 *22% is close to one, so the conversion is typically cited at 1.086 Kcal per Kj, or about 110% rounded.

One of Landis' genetic jackpots is that he's been measured as 25% efficient in base training, and up to 27% efficient at the start of the '07 tour.

Other factors affecting the conversion rate are cold stress (shivering), whether you are in steady state or doing bursty intervals, cadence, and training level. To burn more calories, do intervals and less steady state with the same energy net: eg, 100w/300w/100w/300w should burn more calories then 200w/200w/200w/200w.

Trying to burn fat while bonked doesn't work -- you need some blood carbs to prime the reaction.

As a side note, Lim doesn't much believe in the "lactate burn" producing performance loss. He thinks it's more an electrolyte imbalance (sodium) causing a localized inability in things transferring through cell walls.

Power Measurement

Lim has a picture of a 1905 device that looks close to a modern lab ergonometer, from an Atwater-Benedict study. "This isn't new with the powertap." What's new is getting it out of the lab and onto the road.

He made a bunch of explanations why heart rate wasn't as good a tool as people once thought, because it doesn't map in the real world as well as it does in the Lab. The published studies show that HR correlates very well to power in the lab, but observation shows that it does not in the real world. It's better to realize that the power is the input variable, and the heart rate is a function of the power (with its own physiological terms, some of which have time state).

Among the physiological terms is "cardiovascular drift", which is where the same power output has different HRs depending on fatigue, and other factors.)

The Popcorn Analogy of Training

This memorable image falls apart a little in the detail, but it's pretty good as a model. You have a certain amount of potential capabilities, imagine them as popcorn in the bag. You apply some training load (heat and time), and you get a certain output (heart rate, popped kernels.) If you apply the right heat at the right time, you get all the kernels popped. If you have too little time or heat, you get unpopped ones. If you go too long, you start overcooked, and eventually get burned and singed kernels, and a broken down overworked athlete.

The great trick in training that that it's hard to tell how many kernels (genetic talent) there are in the bag when you start. With things like power measurement, you can control the training load, and observe the corresponding output HR.

Training Load

Measures of load are simply (there are more complicated forms):

duration * intensity * frequency * mode

I don't recall that he explained the mode -- interval, steady state, I think, but there weren't example values that seemed to make sense. If steady is 1.0, is interval 1.5?

Intensity can be measured in a number of ways -- as power, or other units. One crude approximation is known as "Foster's index", which takes a reported perceived exertion (RPE) on a 0-10 scale, times minutes. Another measure would be average HRM * minutes, which is called the "training impulse" (TRIMP).

"Periodization" of Training

Allan admits the term is made up, but it is used in the field. If it were me, I might call it "quantization" in the quanta sense. It's the description of a varying workload over time, with the goal of focusing on different goals -- and explains "peaking" for the first time I've ever really heard in a clear quantitative sense.

At some point I may get his graph, or draw my own, but I'll have to describe it here. On an X-Y chart, we have the X axis as days, and on the Y axis we'll have training load in Watts (kJ?). He drew a curve, but I'd draw histogram bars instead.

On top of this histogram is a two-week moving average of the workload as a curve, and above that is a curve representing the top 2.5% peaks for the same days. (Why 2.5%? not clear; same scale as average suggests watts instead of kJ).

Days where the load is greater than the mean are "overload" days; those below the mean are "recovery" days. The general training model is: overload your training until you cannot maintain the overloaded work; then recover until you can to the overload again. So, a training period will have some number of days of overload, followed by some days of recovery, then the cycle will repeat.

You can overlay a cosine-like (sine starting down) over this, with some phase offset to the right -- say that the overload cycle starts 75% up It isn't really a simple wave, an he didn't explain the function that I recall. I also didn't get the labels clearly, and some are missing in this description. One point in the downward cycle is called "involution", and another on the upward side was "compensation". It did appear that there was a point in the upward curve that counted as the legendary "peak" in the training cycle, late in the recovery phase that one would might want to align with an event date. Or maybe I'm understanding it wrong, and you want the inverse of this curve to define the peak.

There's a missing line in his chart that turns out to be important. Imagine that there is a third plot line that is 2 standard deviations up from the mean line. Lim claims that is the effective limit to your training load peaks -- if you train with peaks harder than that, you will crash, almost immediately.

Finally, the chart was an example of the weekend warrior, who trains hard on the weekend, but little during the week. It showed little effect on the two-week average, and the peaks were way higher than the 2-std deviation rule. This is not effective, Lim says.

For workload increases, Lim recomends no more than a 10% change in one cycle.

What to do when recovering? Well, first stop:
"You don't get strong when you train.
You get strong when you rest."
Sitting on the couch is not bad. Landis is legendary for sleeping all day, and part of the next.

Getting back to the bullets, one simple way to tell when it's time to stop is to see how you feel with light load. If at 100w you feel great, train hard; if you feel crappy, recover instead. Recording this is good for training diary is good, too.

Perception is not always the same as reality, however. At the 2005 TdF, Landis started feeling crappy and might have abandoned, except that he could see the output and observe that he was actually still putting out the watts in a reasonable amount. He notes there is a critical point 10 days into a stage race where the body starts doing these things, and that this is where things go funny.

The big difference between training loads for Landis in 2005 and 2006 was that he had a lighter load in 2006, and was more relaxed about the process. Floyd describes this as "I drank more beer." In reality, it was limiting the amount of overloading he do.

For example, in 2005, in Spain, Landis went out one day and just did himself in. He went to bed at 9pm, and told Lim to check on him and if he wasn't up in a couple of days, to check to make sure he was still alive. The next day, Landis was asleep in the morning, and Lim went out for a ride. Coming back for lunch, still zonked. At 4 pm, Lim freaked -- maybe Floyd was dead. What would he do in Spain? Who would he call. He knocked on the door, and heard some noise, followed by a screech:
I'M STILL ALIVE!

Strength/Weight Training

Lim says it can help, but off-season only isn't much good. Perhaps every other day off-season, and every 3 days on-season and no more than 10 days off is probably effective. He doesn't think you need machines, just doing exercises on your own body weight suffice. He thinks the ones that work produce muscle burn making you stop in about two minutes.

You don't want to do it so infrequently you end up with late onset soreness (stiffness), which is the result of damage.

Eating
Eating on a 2-1/2 hour ride isn't much help, unless its just carbs at the end. For long road races, he advises "real food" for two hours, and the carb stuff towards the end. It's really good to load up on food while riding at the end, and within an hour of concluding.

One aspect to manage is insulin reaction. If you eat too many carbs while not working hard, you'll get an insulin reaction which will move the fuel into the muscle instead of into the bloodstream where you want it. You want this for recovery, but not as gas.

Recovery Riding

"There's a lot of vanity in the sport, and the perfect recovery ride plays to that."

You can ride the bike path, looking cool and not sweaty, telling people you're on a cool down.

He advises bringing lunch and eating it on the ride -- a burrito over an hour is good, and gets food into the muscles right away, better than eating sitting down.

After some announcements, we were dismissed. Some people went in search of a bar, I guess. Others went to bed, and some idiots wrote up their notes.

Sunday Baseline Testing

At breakfast, we were divided into two groups. One would do some sub-threshold testing on trainers with Allan Lim, and the rest would go riding for a time-trial like climb, having an out-and-back for warm-up and cool-down. I was in the ride-first group. The route was the Nessy Burger run, but we didn't partake of the comestibles today.

Fred awaiting the roll-out with Robbie Ventura

The idea was to collect a data interval on the powertap for about 20:00. We got shown how to use the interval measures on the computer and started off at about 00:30 intervals. Figuring I was going to get dropped, I cleverly went out #2, so as not to make people wait even longer. The guy who went out #1 must have had the same idea. Two later starters passed me before I passed him, and then the parade by me started. The power reading helped, and I tried to pace myself with a slightly higher power than I expected to be able to maintain -- over 200, when I'd guessed 185 last night. We re-grouped at the overcrossing.

My result was a 208w average for 22:16, which I didn't feel bad about. There were two or three in after me, but I was hearing about 350w averages and 16:00 times, and some of those in front had blown by me right quick. Not unexpected.

Last night, Robbie had said given a choice on a climb, he'd rather be out front setting the pace than following, so I took the advice and helped lead out the departure. This worked for about a mile of the return, then I started dropping back, and back, and back. It wasn't that I was feeling bad, but there seemed to be only about 170 watts left in the legs, and this was not comparing favorably to those who'd done 350 on the test. I think there ended up being someone behind me, who might have been picked up in the wagon. Robbie was along side another guy a tantalizing way in front of me for quite a while, and I eventually caught up to them. He asked if there was someone behind, and I said, "god, I hope not." He slowed down to look, and I towed the other guy for a while before he went by me on the last tilt upwards. Then I thought I was going OK on the downhill to the hotel when Robbie blew by me, which taught me how to rate my descending skills.

Quick shower then to lunch; Everyone was pulling for the Saints over the Bears. Chatted with Floyd and Allen a bit about various things, then up to the room to write this and get ready for the afternoon spin interval testing. Joy! I can't lose any ground doing that!

After lunch, before we knew the Bears ate the Saints, our group set up on trainers on the grass in the middle of the parking lot, so Allen Lim could run some interval tests on us. The idea is to run and capture data on steps of difficulty, raising ~30w at a time, for about 2:30 or 3:00 a step. Some of the intervals I run on the stationary bike at work are like this, but they run at 1:00 or 2:00 steps, not longer. Turns out to make a big difference.

Fred on the trainer

I went 100/130/150, but found the gearing wrong at 150, and the next one took me to 210, and I blew up instantly trying 230-240. The value wasn't that surprising, based on the 208 average from the morning climb, but I was a little dissapointed to find that I couldn't even run the next step up after the ramp. At work, I can do 1:00 at the 345w interval, but that's with 1:00 recovery after the 310w minute. For what little solace it is, my peaks aren't awful, being 585w, which I'll call close enough to 600.

Floyd said he hit 925w catching up with Robbie who'd been cheating by hanging onto the car, pro that he is. Dr. Kay was averaged 400w on his morning climb that took him 16:00 or so; for comparision, my 22:16 was at 208. So if I'm half Kay's average power, I'm 2/3 Floyd's peak. What marvelous things one can do with data interpretation!

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Camp Intro Dinner

We had our intro dinner last night, starting with an open beer/wine bar that was dipped into only lightly, I think, despite later comment.

There were five tables set for eight, and people wandered in and sat themselves and started chatting. Eventually, it seemed like every one was present who was going to show close to on time, and Saris folks started doing introductions. Chris Fortune, the "-is" of Sar-is, was in from the great white north and said some nice words, and then FL-TM (Floyd Landis, the Man) was introduced. He walked up from his table, the room got to its feet and applauded, and someone, I'm not admitting who, yelled "Whoo Hoo! Bring it! Bring it!". Floyd responded by saying, "next time, we do this before alcohol is served."


Thanks for coming, yada, yada, hope I keep up with you all, and on with the rest.

We got an outline of the week. Dr. Kay has laid out routes for the week, and Robbie Ventura will be the chief torturer.

Sunday, we'll get some lecture on powertaps and power training, then split into groups. One will do some work on trainers, and the others will be taken out on a ride to get some baseline data. After a warmup, there will be a 20 minute climb on the hill I crawled up after Floyd and Dr. Kay yesterday (possibly longer distance).

Monday, we'll be sucked for blood tests before breakfast -- the usual fasting phlebotamy, some more lecture, and then a ride down Couser Canyon. (I'll post routes as I know more).

Tuesday, we're promised a big climb up Idyllwild, which is supposed to be of some difficulty. Wednesday, a longer but easier trip to the Nessie Burger, and Thursday, Mt. Palomar. Friday is left open to see how things go.

Sometime during this introduction, late comers slipped in -- wife Amber, daughter Ryan, Allen Lim, and Dr. Kay.

During the salad course, individuals were asked to introduce themselves. There was only one guy I recall who was working on points to become a Cat-3. There were a few triathletes, a few semi-serious endurance-event cyclists, and mostly it seemed, fairly serious rec cyclists, a few less serious, and one doofy Fred. Gender split was four women, a pair together from Hawaii, and the rest (20?) men. Kate, one of the women, had been to the camp last year.

We had a healthy salmon dinner, then talked and mingled until people felt like splitting, which wasn't very late. While winding down, I found myself sitting next to Robbie Ventura while he was his totally positive self and sharing this that and the other thing. Among other tidbits, for coaching purposes he doesn't do VO2 max anymore, because it isn't really relevant to the individual. It'll help you pick the most promising 5 out of 500, but doesn't help you train any of them. More interesting are collecting power output to exhaustion over various intervals, and he asked around the table what people thought they might do on tomorrows test. Of the 6 present, 3 had ideas and 3 had no guess. My guesses (175-185) were lower than those of the two women (195 and 225) .

We'll see.

Tuesday, January 9, 2007

Doomed

It's always good to know where you stand going in. I know I stand to be the comic relief.

Let's go backwards to the beginning.

Floyd is a good cyclist, good enough CycleOps sponsors him, and as part of that deal he's run a training camp once a year that pimps CycleOps "PowerTap" equipment. Anyone with enough cash can go.

Actually, he's beyond good. Through July 27th, arguably the best cyclist on the planet for 2006, with 4 wins in stage-races for the year. I've been following him closely for a couple of years, and what happened on the 27th really bugged me, so I've been checking up on it constantly. A side effect was that I began riding more, and looking at his blog Around christmas time, we saw there were some openings at the camp that had previously been full, and the Missus said "go treat yourself", and I found myself signed up.

Fifty, fat, and fucked, I think.

So yeah, I've been doing some riding, and I know how pathetic I am, and I'm working on all my self deprecating comments so at least there will be some laughs.

"You know that guy on a group ride who always says how slow he's gonna be, and don't wait up for him? And everybody thinks he's just joshing, and gonna smoke some suckers? And then you leave the parking lot, and he is slow, and it's a pain waiting for him all day? That's me."

"At the Daily Peloton Forum, I saw someone say 'dropped' just meant that the other person was pedalling. With me, it means we left the parking lot."

"I know Floyd promises to ride with every group, but at the 45 rpm I can do up hill with my 34x34, I don't know if he can go slow enough for me without doing a track stand."

Well, I'll be there all week. I'd better get some more material.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Training Diary entries

(Artificially old date to be the oldest post)

9/17 crystal springs + 2 laps, no PT; 4mi/670 x 2 + 14.9/1956 = 22.9/3294
9/16 full diablo w/pommi 34mi PR 1:26@198 5@239, 10@232, 30@213, 60@205, 120@174 25:45/19:31/19:46/20:21
9/14 crystal springs + 1 lap; 18.9mi/2625
9/13 crystal springs 14.9/1956
9/12 crystal springs 14.9/1956
9/11 crystal springs + 1 lap; 18.9/2625

9/9 full diablo 34mi 1:36@181 10@226, 30@206, 60@192 120@170
9/8 part diablo 19.2 mi PR 5 @ 245, 10@219, 30@195

[ dunno, some crystal springs?]

9/4 bollinger 26.43mi/1253' 10 @193 30@171
9/3 Peninsula ride 67 mi, 6066ft; 10 @ 214, 30 @ 194, 60 @171 120 @ 152 [labor day]
9/2 part diablo 21 mi 10@190, 30@177 60@145
9/1 diablo via n gate 19.38mi? 1:51 @ 161 10@205 30@181 60@167 120@156

8/31 part diablo? 19.21mi 5 @178, 10@172 30@159 60:00 @ 145
8/30 nirenstein? 6.55 mi 10min @ 195
8/29 hillgrade 7.8mi ; livorna : 2:30 @ 286w
8/26 full diablo via 7-11 33.4 mi@138w 137/170 bpm; 51:22 to junction@180w 153/170, 50:25 to summit@161w 147/161
8/24 ralston crystal spring bunker hill x2 19.12 mi@136w 149/173bpm, ralston 11:53@217 w/stop
8/22 diablo to S gate as intervals, 20mi@139w 152/179; to gate 33:41 @169 152/176 bpm
8/22 to/from Nirenstein, standing up livorna = 6.6 mi@175w, livorna 2:35 @ 290w

[ number of rides at work no powertap]

8/13 ralston crystal springs bunker hill x1 1:14 @ 132w, 137/177bpm; ralston 11:52@213w
8/12 presidio pt reyes station 75.65 mi 5:03 @142w 153/174bpm PR :30@541 :60@430
8/10 coyote pt spin, 20mi@94w 1:32
8/9 ralston crystal springs bunker hill x1 15.27 @147 153/174bpm; ralston 12:36@210w
8/8 partial diablo - bailed before s gate. Livorna 3:30 @ 200.
8/2 ralston crystal springs bunker hill x1 15.14 mi @137w ralston 13:13@176

7/29 4/5 diablo 32.19 mi @133w 137/168 bpm; 51:22 to junction
7/28 most of a diablo, 29 mi@131w, 146/171bpm; 56:31 to junction.
7/26 ralston 8.2 mi@146w, 146bpm/164 pk; ralston 13:54@195 (light?)
7/25 half diablo n-s from decovnik 21mi@142w 150bpm/177pk
7/25 home/decovnik 6 mi 19:57@1532 151bpm/176pk
7/22 half diablo 23 mi @139w 159bpm/178 pk.
7/19 work ralston 8.8 mi @128w; ralston 13:26@182w
7/16 lavender lap, crank got loose; 3.5 mi @125w 142bpm/172max
7/15 danville blvd/crow/bollinger 1:56 27.5 mi @117, 150 bpm 176 max
7/14 half diablo north to south, 28.5 mi @126w 115 bpm peak 180
7/13 work crystal springs 14.76 mi @126w ralston 13:42@182w
7/12 work-coyote pt 17 mi @148
7/8/07 Yes, that much of a gap. Diablo, pathetic, haven't downloaded the data yet. Was like 130w avg in 2:00 from Athenian. Ouch. 2:07 @135w and 152 bpm, peak 182.

[much missing, but nothing good]

4/9/07 Work trainer. 57:00 at 139w, then try 304w for 3:00. Nope!
4/8/07 Diablo; OK, but stuck at 1:33. 204w to junction, but drop a lot on the second half. Need lower gears for more RPM?
4/7/07 to/from danville starbucks; 14:55@ 190w to (8:34 @200); 15:26@185 back (6:34@ 209), climb 2:20@298; 342kj total
4/6/07 work trainer, 45:00 cardio, 527kc.
4/5/07 Death hill, 35:48, PR 501w 30s; compare to 1/14 @45:00; 337 kj.
4/2 work trainer 20:00, felt bad, stopped.
4/1 diablo; 1:33 including stop for a cell call; 179w avg. That's more like it. 1532kj; 2:53 total ride.

3/31 half diablo. Had a flat, felt mediocre. 1:53, 149w avg; 149bpm av.
3/30 work trainer, 30:00, 20:00 manual at 200w; felt like crap, bailed and did some weights. 330 kc.
3/28 home/quail ct and back, 6.5 mi in 24:00, 265kj, 185w avg
3/27 Work trainer cardio, 60:00 @155hr avg, probably 165w avg.
3/25 Lititz PA, 17 mi on MTB, est 130w avg.

[slothful week]

3/18 diablo 34 mi 1:34 @ 180w PR 120 @178w 28:21/20:40/23:07/22:50
3/15 bay path, work to coyote pt and back w/wilson and pommi (drafting) 1:00 18.62 mil 172 av w 142 avg hr. No PRs 20/60/5/10/20 = 297/272/220/206/288/172 (when pedaling); 618 kj.
3/14 3.3 mi 15:03, 150kj 165 av 137hr. Livorna 2:15 @294 av 157hr @95 rpm 377/171 pk
3/14 6.6mi 22:41, Rudgear TT; TT PR 5:00 @236w; 194 kj 143 av hr 133
3/13 work trainer; 5 min warmup 10 min 204w; 5 131w; 10 min 204w; 10 min 131w; 5 min 204w; 15 min@ 152hr ~165w, 660kc 55:00 151 av 169 max.
3/12 Intervals: 3x livorna, Camino Monte Sol, end of livorna; 42:48 131w av (197 pedalling); 144 hr; 337 kj
3/11 moraga/redwood/dublin/doughterty 51.44 mi 3:30 1753 kj 139w; 146 hr; PR for 30/60s 441/367

3/9 work trainer 40:00 hill intervals 380 kc.
3/5 work trainer 40:00 hill intervals 375kc
3/4 group mines to county line. good; 39.65 mi 2:31, 1499 kj, 165 avg 149 hrav; PRs for 10/30/60 at 226/204/188
3/3 clockwise crow/redwood, good; 41 mi 2:40, 1584 kj, 164w avg 144hr; PRs for 1, 10 and 120 min at 336/218/174w.

3/1 work trainer 1:10 mostly hill intervals. 730kc.

2/28 blackhawk loop 1:11 @ 153, 157w av 676 kj, no power records, high hb max 174
2/27 work trainer 40:00 @155 175w(!?) 660kc?
2/26 work trainer 60:00 @152 175w 680kc
[week off for ToC and FFF events, and sloth]

2/19/07 dapplegray/rudger/trotter lap x2; 6.mi, 274kj, 28:35
2/18/07 to-from danville peets, 10mi, 25:50 280kj, new pr for 5/10min power on danville blvd.
2/17/07 diablo 1:32@182w 2:44 complete, 1500kj 33mi. PR 60min = 187, 120=172; climbhr=151; PR 27:43 to gate @197, PR gate to junction 21:17 @179 48:43 to junction @188; 43:43 junction to summit @179
2/16/07 work trainer, 60:00 145 bpm, 630kc, then hill intervals for 20:00 240kc = 850kc total
2/15/07 work trainer, hill intervals @ max for 5:00 repeats 6x; 320kc, no HR.
2/14/07 blackhawk loop, 1:09:46, 19.13mi, 628 kj, 143bpm, 150w; new PR 5 min 221w, tied 30s @398w
2/13/07 work trainer, 60:00, 152 bpm, 736 kc, ~180w
2/12/07 work trainer, 60:00, 154 bpm, 743kc, ~185w.
2/11/07 1:15 home PT trainer, 503kj, 120bpm, 112w
2/10/07 47:25; 422kj; 154 bpm, 158w - hot, low output per bpm, or work trainer/PT discrepency?
2/9/07 work trainer, 15:00, felt bad, quit.
2/8/07 work trainer, 60:00, 760 kc, 147 bpm, about 180 avg.

2/5/07 PT inside, 7:00 52 kc; 103 bpm; 130w avg. felt bad.
2/5/07 PT inside, 28:00 230 kc; 121 bpm; 136w

2/5/07 work trainer, 53:00, 620 kc, 149 bpm, 158 max about 180w avg.

2/3/07 half-diablo, return via walnut creek, livorna. 28.82mi 2:09, 1153kj avg 149w. Athenian to junction in 51:12, 179wavg, 399/267/246/206/199/190. No HRM. Knees hurt, so didn't do summit. Pain I think from standing up when a car deked me into nearly stopping, then insisting I go on, lugging from wrong gear.

2/2/07 trainer at work, 1:10 @ 155w avg 145 bpm; cardio work and read a book; 660 kcal.

2/1/07 trainer at work. Did 3 10:00 hill intervals at level 15, 18, and 20 (max), having 1:00 steps, peaking out at 374w, for total of 310 kcal. Started doing 30:00 of flat work at 150w ata bout 152 bpm, but got a phone call I needed to take about 10 minutes in, and lost the kcal, so call it 40:00 total at 410 kcal. Training plan is to keep doing hill intervals at progressivly longer time for burst strength, while working up time and difficulty of flat rides, all targeting Diablo.

1/30/07 trainer at work, 40:00 420 kcal; 200w interval for 14 minutes, then a 200w for 5:00, too hard. Difficulty was too high, should probably do 185 instead.

1/29/07 quick loop ride w/tap: 21:30, 5mi 188kj, livorna hill. hard up hill, 331w for 60s, 308w for 2:00 at 85rpm avg.

1/26
Rice Canyon/Nessy
23.19mi
1:39 hr
830kj
620mxw
139avw
157mxh
136avh

1/26
Deluz Canyon
30.14
2:17
1067
593
129
169
139

1/25
Palomar
54.59
5:17
2492
597
131
157
130

1/24
Nessy Burger
22.27
2:13
802
719
143
167
143

1/23
Idyllwild
47.49
3:45
1687
707
125
183
136

1/22
Couser Canyon
43.23
3:24
1762
633
144
173
149

1/21
Nessy Time Trial
+ trainer test
33.75
2:18
1118
591
135
173
144

It also looks like about 21,000' of climbing in those 255 miles.

[incomplete below, indicating indolent record keeping.]

1/20/07 Nessy Burger, no powertap or time. Hard, but OK.
1/19/07 resting, sick.
1/18/07 sick.
1/17/07 home trainer 1:00 no hrm; intervals 140-300w.
1/16/07 spin at work, 10mi.
1/15/07 half-Mines, 3:00, 1500', 143bpm avg.
1/14/07 Death hill, 45:00 966' , no hrm.
1/13/07 Morgan territory, 49 miles, 3200' 4:10 peak 162 avg 140.
1/12/07, home trainer, 45:00 @165w 157 max 133 bpm avg.
1/11/07 work trainer, 45:00
forget what I did here.
1/1/07 New Years Diablo.
and here.
? half-diablo through walnut creek.
12/25/06 Xmas Diablo.
and here.
? redwood road loop 2x
? dublin loop.
11/25/06 Diablo.
11/24/06 Diablo.
11/23/06 Thanksgiving Diablo.
and here.
blackhawk loop 4x.
sunol out and back.

Diablo data b-g: base to gate; g-j: gate to junction; j-l: junction to lot; l-s: lot to summit








date
Total



b-g



g-j



j-l



l-s




dist
time
w
hr
dist
time
w
hr
dist
time
w
hr
dist
time
w
hr
dist
time
w
hr





















2/3/07 half
6.89
51:32
178
n/a
3.65 29:01 188 n/a 3.12 21:29 171 n/a







2/14/07
11.06
1:32:23
184
151
3.61
27:43
197
154
3.1
20:17
179
152
2.06
19:42
180
152
2.36
22:16
178
151
3/18/07
10.92
1:34:50
180
150
3.56
28:18
194
156
3.09
20:20
180
155
2.39
23:31
175
155
1.91
22:19
175
135*
3/31/07 half
6.76
53:47
165
158
3.68
30:21
175
161
3.1
23:43
151
155








4/1/07
11.07
1:33:66
179
152
3.61
27:28
197
162
3.12
20:45
179
163
2.36
22:34
169
164
1.93
21:30
175
160
4/8/07
11.27
1:33:55
182
158
3.64
26:25
204
160
3.18
20:41
183
162
2.3
22:21
175
158
1.93
22:58
166
153
7/8/07
11.05
2:07
135
166
3.61
37:24
144
174
3.16
28:01
129
169
2.39
31:55
130
168
1.97
30:41
133
149