This weekend was the ride for breast cancer and everyone who had a bike could come, enjoy and support a good cause. The really great part was that at 10 am all over our great nation there was the same kind of rides and it was supported by none other then Trek, very cool right.
Trek had set up two kinds of courses and they were the 10 mile for a fun ride and the 25 mile for those a bit more serious. My goal was to just do the 10, maybe a fast 10 but a 10 mile none the less since this was my re-entry into any organized cycling event. I also have not ridden that far going as fast as a peloton goes, so I was playing it safe.
When I arrived there were definitely two groups of riders present: the pleasure riders and the " we are club riders with matching jerseys" group. To be clear I have nothing against the later group, in fact I think it's cool that people get togehter once a week and kick each others butt and then have a cold one and laugh about it...unless your the one who's butt is getting whipped! Any way, I digress.
Around 9:45 am the organizers gathered everyone up to the start area and explained the routes which differed for each class of rider. Not knowing more than if I hung at the back of the group I would be forever lost with the slow riders and the effort to overtake and pass this long line of people would consume hugh amounts of energy and really be a pain. So I lined up in the second row, I guess I have a high opinion of myself sometimes.
As soon as the gate opened, the gate being the Trek truck, I not so smoothly cleated into my pedals and caught the first wheel that had a little juice on it and away I went with the first group at a good warm up pace.
So happily I went like a lamb to the slaughter just then chosing the 25 mile ride with this strong group of fast movers. GOOD CHOICE.
As we turned onto the main road I could see the group of twenty or so starting to break into two groups. Ever since I've watched the pros on
TV I knew I didn't want to get dropped from the front group in the first mile, this can spell certain death especially to a new rider . Quickly I gaged the pace, did my testicular check being a beginner again and I went for it. Passing the group that was staggering I bridged the gap and just made the light on a left turn to join the front breakaway.
I was feeling very comfortable in this group as we cruised down the boulavard at about 20 mph. You know it never makes a lot of since when you hear about being protected in the pace line but with a head wind of 5 to 10 mph I was able to rest. Wow what a differance 7 people in front of you makes! When it was my turn to pull I dorpped a gear and got the train moving, that is until my legs started catch on fire. I drove us to about 23mph for a mile and as the line passed me they accelerated and I was dropped wth 3 other people.
We kept a good pace and picked up another rider along the way who needed to grab onto the back and rest. A head wind, when your solo, can just beat the crap out of ya.
There was a lot of other things that happened, getting passed, catching up, taking to big a mouthful of energy bay and having it turn to sawdust in my mouth and all the stuff a beginner has to learn in order to race with the big boys and girls. But really the biggest lessons that I needed to look at were: Never stop pedaling even when your out of gas, others are hurting also, so reach down to get that next energy flow. 2nd just refuel, rehydrate, be patient and keep going! 3rd one is somtimes your good luck and some one else's bad luck plays a bigger part than just being good, although being prepaired is the best way to go. I never want anyone to flat or break a spoke or crash, not ever but it happens and it will happen to me eventally, I know this.
It was a great ride one which I never expected to do but was rewarded with a time of around an hour and being the tenth person back from the long ride. Although this didn't count as a 'RACE' it had some of the same elements in it and valuable inner strength was drawn from it not to mention doing something for a just cause! Now I know where I stand in my training and how to improve and that I've got what it takes and yes I still think I'm a 'B' type personality...with attitude of course.
Remember this, if I pass you on the road, stop at Peets because your buying.