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Booked in for a 105 miler at end of April. 10,000 ft of climbing......doh
Holy Moly! Straight for the tough stuff, what ride is that?
Booked in for a 105 miler at end of April. 10,000 ft of climbing......doh
Tour of Pembrokeshire. 26th April I think........Holy Moly! Straight for the tough stuff, what ride is that?
I wish there was a double-like button for these, excellent humourFinding someone descending (preferably in aero tuck) on a £5k+ bike and using my considerable weight / gravity to build up speed and coast past them sitting upright, looking bored.
Tagging onto the end of a chain gang (preferably a chain gang wearing team kit) and calling out to ask if I can tag along while I'm sat upright absent-mindedly trying to find something in my pockets.
Good man, no messing about, straight in for the ton.Booked in for a 105 miler at end of April. 10,000 ft of climbing......doh
Whether ill be ready for it is the real question thoughGood man, no messing about, straight in for the ton.![]()
I got my first ever sportif on Sunday and to be honest I'm not sure what to expect. .....
Are they generally competitive or just a good excuse for cyclists to get together for a spin ?
Although not a huge course, I would like advice on how to approach the 45 miler ahead of me....
Reminds me of a BHF chaity ride I once did in the Cotswolds with a mate who came all the way from Birmingham only to turn up wearing a coat and trousers and carrying a big bag of butties. His bike was clattering and complaining even before the starting line, and we soon slumped to the back of the field as he struggled with his gears. Just before one of the scheduled feeding stops we were overtaken by a little groupette of very fit looking spray-tanned lycra wearers on expensive racers who had stopped off at a pub. My mate suddenly speeded up in the casual bolt upright position, loudly asking "did someone say chips?" as he flew past the lot of them apparently effortlessly. Briefly reminded me of the tortoise and the hare......except of course the hare won. - and we ended up taking over 6 hours to do 40 miles!I've not done an Audax yet (but plan to) but Sportives do make me smile. I have a very well loved but very cheap and battered metal bike and somewhere near the 'getting knackered' part of the ride I cheer myself up by doing one of two things:
Finding someone descending (preferably in aero tuck) on a £5k+ bike and using my considerable weight / gravity to build up speed and coast past them sitting upright, looking bored.
Tagging onto the end of a chain gang (preferably a chain gang wearing team kit) and calling out to ask if I can tag along while I'm sat upright absent-mindedly trying to find something in my pockets.
Neither activity is remotely sustainable but a little bit of reverse snobbery can be most cheering when morale is down. I'm not carbonist, some of my best friends ride plastic bikes![]()
You'll be ready physically, it's mentally where it can be lost. I did a 195 miler in summer of 2012, the furthest I'd done previous to this was an 83. I was attempting a 227 miler but I lost my concentration and focus a bit which made me lose the pace and rhythm. Once this had gone a knee niggle came in and there was no way I was making the full distance. I'm thinking of going back this summer for another shot at it.Whether ill be ready for it is the real question though
Most iv done is 70
Reminds me of a BHF chaity ride I once did in the Cotswolds with a mate who came all the way from Birmingham only to turn up wearing a coat and trousers and carrying a big bag of butties. His bike was clattering and complaining even before the starting line, and we soon slumped to the back of the field as he struggled with his gears. Just before one of the scheduled feeding stops we were overtaken by a little groupette of very fit looking spray-tanned lycra wearers on expensive racers who had stopped off at a pub. My mate suddenly speeded up in the casual bolt upright position, loudly asking "did someone say chips?" as he flew past the lot of them apparently effortlessly. Briefly reminded me of the tortoise and the hare......except of course the hare won. - and we ended up taking over 6 hours to do 40 miles!