Early Morning At Mt Stromlo
Tag: XC
XC Hardtail – Kate
Recovery Week In Review – Week 4 (With Bonus N+1)
Once again Recovery Week didn’t go to plan. Week #4 saw my chest cold take hold and a day off work. Some ordinary weather kept me off the bike and I finally got to go for a ride on Friday afternoon. This week I rode total of 14.7km; well below my average of 200-250km a week. I was planning to put another 20-30km on the tally today but due some ordinary weather Round 2 of the CORC XC Series was postponed.
But the week itself wasn’t a complete bust. I have been looking at acquiring N+1 for a couple of months now. It was my plan to buy the new steed in Victoria before the end of June as my preferred bike was a lot cheaper interstate. I have been holding out hoping for a local bike shop to have a sale or negotiate a good deal. As luck would have it I was able to abide by Rule #58.
I’ve had really good service at Onya Bike in Civic since I bought Zooey last year. I was able to pick her up at a mid year sale and was impressed by the service I received. I had heard mixed reviews from over riders in Canberra, but to date I can’t fault them. It was them who told me about The Berm which ultimately changed my life in Canberra and planted the seed that grew into an obsession with mountain biking and complete change of lifestyle.
So when I went into Onya Bike on Saturday afternoon after looking for Wedding suits around the corner I was surprised to see the bike I’d been lusting over on sale. I spoke to the staff member (whom shall not be named) and I was promptly taking a medium sized Giant XTC Composite 29er 1 for a spin around the wet Canberra CBD. After a few seatpost adjustments I was parting with some hard earned cash for a deposit on what will soon be my new XC racing bike.
For what was supposed to be a quick trip to buy some new bike tubes I ended up getting a great deal on a new bike and even negotiated some component swap outs to suit my needs and riding style. My Father, Brother-In-Law and Girly were in attendance and I don’t think any of them expected me to buy a bike. But a great deal coupled with the chance to support my LBS couldn’t be passed up; so my plans of N+1 have been brought forward by about a month. This time there was no buyers remorse, just excitement over the impending acquisition of N+1.
TGIF
I haven’t been on the bike for ten long days. I’ve been sick and nursing my injury; so getting better has been my priority. In the interim I have been aggressively fundraising for Soldier On and acquiring new parts for N+1 (which is a few weeks away at best).
Today didn’t start off too well; cycling-wise. While driving to work I heard a rattle on my windscreen which I assumed to be the missing plastic tyre lever I most likely placed on my bonnet while fitting my tubeless tyres the night before. Oh how I was wrong. When I turned on my wipers I saw a black object fly across my windscreen and onto the car next to me on Northbourne Ave.
It did not dawn on me until I was at Sparrow Hill this afternoon that the black object was in fact the 15mm thru-axle that secures my front wheel to my forks; Rookie_Error indeed! Three bike shops later and quite a few phone calls I tracked one down at Bike Culture at O’Conner.
Two hours after I left work, I finally arrived back at Sparrow Hill for my first ride in ten days. I intended to ride a couple of laps of the course for this Sunday’s CORC XC Race; but after one lap I headed across the highway into Kowen Forest. I was not disappointed. The free-flowing trails spoke to me as daylight quickly faded and night-time set in. I switched on my lights and had the entire forest to myself for a brief moment in time. Just me, my bike and the trails. All of my troubles disappeared into the pine trees.
Today I was reminded why I started riding mountain bikes… Because it’s fun to ride.
Recovery Week In Review – Week 2
After a massive 277.4km the previous week, I went into last week with a lot more confidence and renewed vigour for spending time in the saddle. But after Monday’s short commute to and from work I felt that familiar twinge in my shoulder and neck; my injury was flaring up. So Tuesday as a riding day was a scratch. I wore my brace to work under my business shirt and took my painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs.
By Wednesday I was still sore, so still no riding… and Thursday became SSDD. I was getting a little anxious to get back on the bike; but Friday was spent driving to Melbourne for some Wedding planning and a going away party for the future in-laws. But in the back of my car was Zooey.
Saturday was a typical Melbourne morning; cold and raining. I drove to Lysterfield Park for some muddy MTB fun with a friend from my Army days. I followed up with another couple of solo laps after a quick bite to eat. Lysterfield Park is a great MTB park, but I didn’t get to experience it’s full potential with all the mud and the many, many slower riders who just don’t understand the concept of moving out of the way.
With the next CORC XC race on 2 June, I’ll be putting some more kilometres down to build up more fitness and hopefully keep my recovery in check.
Recovery Week In Review – Week 1
After last weekend’s disappointing DNF in Round 1 of the 2013 CORC XC Series I hopped back on Sara, my Giant Defy road bike. My first roadie commute on Tuesday afternoon didn’t go very well; I was slow, out of breath and my legs felt like they were on fire.
I was quite dejected and even let out some of the little dark clouds I keep hidden in the closet under the stairs. But soon I realised I was still recovering from my injury and all I needed to do was get some more kilometres under the tyres and take my time building up my strength, fitness and endurance.
I woke up early on Wednesday morning and decided to ride Zooey into work. It was a cold morning and I wore too much cold weather gear; by the time I arrived at work in the very chilly 2 degrees I was sweating profusely; a lesson learned prior to the sub-zero Canberra winter. My ride home was quite enjoyable with a little extra km’s thrown in. Later that night I joined Sonja and Fi for a lap around LBG. I started off taking it very easy and then stepped it up a few notches. Finally I was feeling comfortable back in the saddle.
I was feeling motivated and drafted up a training program to help me get race fit once again. Because of this, Thursday was a self-imposed rest day. Friday saw me take the quick route to work; a ride I’ve done at least one hundred times before and a ride I did in a little over 4 minutes longer than my best time. My legs felt good and so did my overall fitness. I was starting to think Tuesday morning may have been an off day so I decided to test myself on the ride home. I crossed into NSW and headed the long way home. 41.2km and a few decent climbs later; I was a sweaty, hungry and very happy rider.
I woke up on Saturday morning, had breakfast and kitted up for the long ride out to Mt Stromlo for some XC laps with fellow Bermers Tony and Pad. By the time I finished riding some of Australia’s best singletrack and gotten home I had ridden 80.6km on my beloved Zooey.
Sunday morning is traditionally The Berm’s Sunday Morning Social and Breakfast ride; but being Mother’s Day we were forgoing the regular breakfast at Edgars. I rode out in the cold and incredibly foggy Canberra morning. The sun was yet to rise and even if it did, the thick morning fog would not let it shine through. By the time I arrived at Bruce Ridge I was completely soaked from the heavy humidity and I had lost my cycling glasses.
The ride around Bruce was enjoyable as always. The tracks are tight and it’s easy to get lost in the thick eucalypt forest. But with our fearless leader Nat out in front on his new Open hardtail, we carved a quick but enjoyable ride through the dusty tracks. But like all good things, the ride came to an end and I headed back home on my mud and dust caked steed.
After uploading my ride to Strava I discovered I had demolished my weekly goal of 150km and had ridden a staggering 277.4km for the week.
To say I was happy is an understatement. Although my legs are a little tender I know I am on the mend. I still experience a dull pain in my chest and sharp pains in my neck and shoulder at times; but I’m not pushing myself to my limits. I’m confident I’m on the right track and I’m doing all the right things to get better.
Back On The Bike (Possibly Off It Again)
It’s been three very long weeks since I had my crash at Mt Stromlo during Round 10 of the CORC XC 12/13 Series. It was my first venture into short course racing after entering and successfully completing several endurance mountain bike races.
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I went into the XC race full of confidence… Maybe too much confidence. I’m not saying it’s the reason I had my off or is responsible for the extent of my injury; the truth is I entered the race as I wanted/needed a challenge and it just so happened I felt fully dialled in during the ride. But then, seconds from the finish line I attempted a jump, didn’t stick the landing and have been going through the last few weeks in considerable pain.
I’ve never been one to sit back and wait for injuries to heal and for rehab to work. The truth is I’ve torn muscles, broken bones and had bouts of acute illness and gone straight back to work or back into sport. It’s a stupid thing to do and as I get older and my susceptibility for injury increases; it takes longer for me to heal.
So now on the eve of Round 1 of the new CORC XC 2013 Series I face a conundrum:
Do I race or do I sit this one out?
There is not straightforward and simple answer; only more questions…
Do I want to race? … Yes
Should I race? … No
Am I fit enough? … Maybe
Has my chest & shoulder healed enough? … No
Is it safe for me to ride? … Maybe
I went for a ride yesterday afternoon on the same track as tomorrow’s race. I only did one lap and I struggled a little bit. It takes a fair few kilometres for me to warm up and by the time I had reached the 7km mark I was finally warm. My chest and shoulder held up well, but I didn’t go as fast as I normally do and will need to go during the race.
However I woke up this morning quite tender and tonight I’m in considerable pain in my shoulder where the tear originates. As with all muscle injuries you don’t feel the full extent until you cool down; and well I’m feeling it right now.
I’ve prepped Zooey and set my alarm for tomorrow morning with the intention of riding out to Mt Stromlo as part of my warm up; although a 30km commute seems a little excessive for a 20km race.
I guess I’ll just wait and see and if I decide it’s best not race tomorrow I’ll go out to Mt Stromlo and cheer on the rest of The Berm riders and help out my local MTB club.
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