Well I waited until 6 pm on Sunday to see the prolog of the Paris-Nice race. It was a very technical with it;s sharp turns and cobbled up hill right out of the box, as we say. An newcomer from the Netherlands, Lars Boom (Giants new poster boy), took everyones thunder by posting and keeping the best time including Alberto Contador, Levi lipeheimer and the rest of the big boys. It was truly a thing of beauty and grace to behold. Consider this, if you send our juice in the beginning then you have nothing for the flats. Or you conserve your energy and find that the wind is so strong that you can't make it up. I think that TT's are part science, part intuition, part training and part luck of the time slot.
Sunday I rode a 30 mile loop with 15-20 mph winds that seemed to follow me around and blow in my face at every turn. It was great to actually have some warm sun to ride in...just messing with you Northerners who are waist deep in snow! The day was good and the Trek was running very well. I headed off in the direction of the wind so I could have the breeze at my back on the way home. Anyway, I felt very strong leaving the driveway. As I hit the 5 mile mark my legs and lungs were warm and the pace just naturally picked up and around 20-mph with a heart rate of 156 and cadence of 85, the wind blowing steadily from the front. Once and a wile a bus would pass me and give me dead air so I would up-shift and catch a higher rep and mph until the wind would push me into a lower cog on the cassette.
Long and short it was a good day to hit the next internal gear, get my breath better and air out a 25 mph stretch a couple of times even with the frontal wind. The feeling is monumental and you are hurting in the legs and low back but you press on and say, I want this feeling tomorrow and the next day and so on. just playing in the sun.
If I pass you on the road stop at Peets, because your buying.
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