More biking, or biking more?

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For a while now, I’ve been interested in raising my biking mileage. With some of the three-day weekends I’ve had lately, I thought sure I would break a 50-mile weekend, but it never seemed to happen, for one reason or another.

But last weekend I talked myself into joining an Easy Riders ride through the SW hills and trails and did my first 30-mile ride. That went so well that I had a salad and drinks afterwards, and decided to ride all the way home as well, another 20 miles. w00t, my first 50-mile day! I arrived home very dry, and with a terribly sore ass, but otherwise quite chuffed.

This weekend, there was a Portland Wheelmen ride down in Canby, and I was determined to build on my experience with their “short” little 30-mile ride. I did a bit of riding during the week, to stay loose. I also made it a point to eat really well during the week. My staple meal all week was Thai Spring Rolls, without the wrappers. Basically, that’s a veggie confetti (cabbage, carrots, radishes, mint, cilantro, cucumber, bell pepper, water chestnuts, celery) with a modest amount of shredded roasted chicken and some spicy peanut sauce. Yum! Layer all that over a wee bit of brown rice, and I could eat that seven days a week! I also slept better during the week than is normal for me. I had a good meal the night before, didn’t drink, and went to bed early.

And woke up Saturday morning feeling like crap on a stick. Groggy, listless, half asleep, with a bitch of a headache and little flashes of light in my vision. (I’ve had those light flashes a few times in my life, once as a precursor for a major migraine.)

But I was determined to tough it out. We drove down to Canby, only to find it cooler, grayer and windier than predicted. We signed up, ate a wee bit of oatmeal and started the ride. Right away, I let my ego run away with me, and I hammered hard (for me) through the miles. I kept thinking that if I just pushed through, I’d come out the other side feeling fine. It happens sometimes! It didn’t happen this time. My legs had no juice, I couldn’t get a second wind, I felt like I was pedaling into a stiff headwind on the entire loop. And I let myself fall into the headgame of keeping a running count of riders I was passing, versus riders who were passing me. (Yet another time when very mild OCD is not helpful.) I was doing fairly well until the last five miles (26-26) when two separate packs of 15, lithe, spandex-clad gazelles slipped past me like I was standing still. That dashed all hopes of breaking even. I salvaged a wee bit of pride by passing a pack of seven riders a little later, but by that time I was mainly interested in simply being done. Ride finished, we ate a wee bit of post-ride food and came back home to crash for a most righteous nap.

And I woke up feeling better than I had in 24 hours. Go figure. Apparently I know not a damn thing about prepping for a ride. Sigh.

After lots of thought and discussion, on the next ride I will focus on simply having fun and enjoying the day, and speed and competition be damned. At this point, I’m more interested in building miles than building speed. (Though I expect the one will contribute to the other.)

One final note – Last night, after dinner, I stopped by REI to look at padded bike shorts (ow, my ass!). In the changing room, I flexed my legs a bit. Damn! I’ve always had pretty cut calves, but my quads… wow! When did that happen?!

I spent last night looking over the Pedalpalooza calendar, deciding what events I was most interested in joining. Heh, I have something in mind for almost every single day, and multiple events for several of the days. It’s gonna be a bust bicycling month in Portland!

5 thoughts on “More biking, or biking more?

  1. gorthx

    I stopped by REI to look at padded bike shorts (ow, my ass!).

    Holy crap, you rode 50 miles without a chamois? I think you can officially be called a hard-ass for that. 😉

    (BTW, hi.)

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    1. browse Post author

      Yeah, Bobo keeps giving me good advice. “Really, you want to be wearing gloves.” and “You know, a good pair of biking shorts would help with that bone-deep pain on your ischium.” It just takes me too damn long before I start listening. 🙂

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  2. istar

    Yay bikes! I wish I could do more in this year’s pedalpalooza, but sadly, most of the evening activities start before I’m home from work. I would highly recommend the Pizza Ride, though, or any of the rides led by Shawn Granton.

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  3. lisaceebee

    You rockstar!

    Pretty damn awesome, dude. Whether you felt like crap or not, you effing DID it. I think that’s great.

    Would you believe I don’t even own a bike? Lance will quibble with this as we still have the Raleigh SuperRecord road bike I got when I was 16 years old (and you and I lived in the same neighborhood) hanging in our garage, but frankly it’s a piece of… well, you know. Periodically I think I would love to have a bike, but then I’d have to get a bike rack and find places to drive in order to ride it, and what a pain that seems. Boxing is so much easier. (Basically I’m lazy?)

    Those Thai Spring Rolls have me drooling. That’s one of my all-time favorite things. I think we both became foodies, except you actually make good food; I just appreciate and desire it.

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