Last week was spent on the mend as I tried to get rid of a bug that has been lingering for sometime. Friday AM I sensed the little bugger was near its end so I loaded up the North Face backpack, hopped on the road bike and headed out in the rain towards Vancouver for another round of the Spring Series road races. The ferry over to the mainland and back can get expensive, really fast, but doing the commute on bike is pretty economical at $15 each way. From Victoria it is a nice 1 hr ride through forests and countryside on the galloping goose bike path to the Victoria ferry terminal. After a 1.5 hr boat ride you unload on the mainland and then theres three options.
A) ride the direct way to Vancouver through the George Massey tunnel. (pros: shortest route at 1-1.5hrs, cons: sketchy/illegal.
B) ride the long way around through Surrey, via the Alex Fraser Brdige. ( pros:good training ride, cons: long at 2-2.5 hrs)
C) catch the 620 bus to bridgeport (pros: direct, cheap, good for rest days as it leaves only .5hrs of biking to vancouver dt, cons: bus takes over 1hr so overall it doesn't save anytime over option A.
Rumour has it Roddi Lega use to choose option A as he believed trying to sprint up the 1.5 minute incline on the otherside of the tunnel was a perfect race pace simulation as there would be a lineup of cars behind him honking/yelling at him providing ample motivation to mash the pedals harder. On this rainy day I chose option C and arrived in Vancouver mid afternoon just in time to pick up a box of goodies from Kona which included 2 fresh Maxxis Courcheval tires for the wknd. The race wknd went well, no flat tires, and 7 hrs of race pace efforts.
On Saturday, fellow mtb'r Neal Kindree was out and the two of us used our fat tire tactics to get away in a 5 man break for most the race before both blowing up with a couple laps to go and finishing 5th and 6th. Apparantly we used our legs more then our brains which some of the Roadies deemed un-roadie like as it messed around with there pre-determined Roadie tactics. Nonetheless we both got what we wanted out of it and we managed to blow both the peloton and our legs into outerorbit. On sunday more of the same occured. After the last race's were over, Lilla and I found an open hillside in the sun and nestled down for a 1 hr siesta. Theres not too many better ways to end a hard weekend of racing! Thanks for the support and feeds over the wknd Lilla.
This past week the flu has opted to resurface and the riding has been kept to a minimum. Between 2 weeks of this, 6 weeks of a broken thumb and weeks of insomnia the last couple months have not been ideal training. Apparantly the body needs a rest at some point and it has figured out that this is only going to happen if it makes it happen. Sorry body I will be more careful in the future and try not to hurt you as much without periods of proper rest. I have probably been unfair to you.
Tommorow is April! April is a good month.