Where Y'at?

it's been a busy busy past few weeks. There's been a lull in racing on my part, but there's tons to highlight. lets-a-go:

-last weekend I went for a (very slow) ride with my dad on the bike we got him for Christmas. It was great- no, he doesn't ride a $6000 De Rosa- we got him a Gary fisher Hybrid (courtesy of the boys at Metro bicycles on 88th). since it was cold and un-fun to ride during the winter, this was his first time out on it since we got it for him.



I admit, it may have been a silly sight seeing a 60-something guy on a clunky hybrid riding with a bike racer decked out in a (snazzy) team kit and a (very hot) Italian racing bike. i did a lap with him to see if the bike fit properly, and we strolled through the park. a nice Sunday stroll.




I haven't ridden through the park that slowly in years. It was fantastic. It made me so happy to see my father on a bike, enjoying the park- enjoying something I do- enjoying life. it was pretty awesome. He's now started riding the bike to work- go dad! he'll be rocking the masters' field in no time!

i also took my second Lactate threshold test last week- i improved a good bit, and there's further room for improvement.

Back in January:
Starting weight: 185
body fat: 16.5
Watt/kilo: 2.68
Watts @ Threshold: 225

Now:
weight: 174
body fat: 15.7
watts/kilo: 2.98
watts @ Threshold: 236

I'm happy with that- I'm looking to lose 5-15 lbs more by the new year. (whether that happens or not, we'll see)



I also had the (painful) pleasure of joining a few of my teammates on a ride with the Adler racing guys. It was only supposed to be a leisurely ride up to Nyack... riiiight- The adler guys rolled up and off we went hammering to the Orchards (about an 80 mile trip both ways). It was the toughest training ride I've been on yet- every time there was an incline, these guys would go for it. those adler guys ride a smart training ride...

i stuck on with them up until the final little climb up the the orchards. once I got there, i noticed half our team had disappeared. A delicious muffin later, we were back on the road, hammering it out. my fat ass got dropped on the climb right before the Toga shop. I tempo'ed back to the bridge, eventually catching up with the "shake" to my "bake", Matt. We both proceeded to bonk at the end of the ride- it was miserable and fantastic.


I was in New Orleans this past weekend for a friend's wedding- it was a great time, although i ate like a pig (as is the tradition in good old n'awlins)- how can you say no to beer, oysters, and po boys?? It's funny how not riding for two days makes you feel like a fatty-bobilatty.
I did get to go on a leisurely 30 miler with my old riding buddy Mikey. it was good to hit up the pancake flat levee path, and even sprint to the Huey P Long bridge on the way back. good times.



I hit up a spin class on Sunday with my buddy Luke. Sure, I may have looked a tad ridiculous doing a spin class in my team kit, but that's all i brought with me! It was a good interval workout. I was amazed at how few people that spin actually ride bikes. it's really too bad, cause I think they'd have a good head start over the average fred on a road bike...

out of the saddle Harlem hill repeats from a standing start was on the menu for today. probably the hardest weekday workout I've had to date. from a trackstand at the base of Harlem hill, you sprint to full speed, and hammer out of the saddle till you crest the hill. I started cramping after about 8 of them. ouch. At least i had some fellow teammates along with me to complain to.



It's pretty hilarious how much we (bike racers) complain. I think half of the time its geniune "i'm-in-pain-so-let's-share-in-the-experience" complaining, and the other half is the old "I'll complain that I'm tired just to make you look and feel bad after i kick your ass up that climb" sort of complaining. we all do it. it's pretty funny.

I might race the Kissena park race on Saturday. it's a short, sweet circuit race that favors sprinters. let's see what we can do with that.

Big race on the calendar is the Harlem Crit on the 17th. Combined 4/5 field. top 10 in that field is a goal- top 3 would make me go wee wee in my bibs. but hey- that's ok, cause bibs are just glorified diapers, right?

Right??

TMI.

later.

The Ultimate recovery drink:

The Dreaded Lactate Threshold Test

As part of joining NY Velocity, we are given two Lactate Threshold Tests: one at the beginning, one right before racing season begins. I had the pleasure of experiencing my first one yesterday.

Hooo.


It's a pretty interesting test, but the whole experience is (rightfully so) humbling. Going into it, I know that I was a tad over trained from it being the off season, and my racing cyclocross for the first time certainly doesn't help. Ah well, such is the nature of the beast.

It was held at one of the coach's apartments. Francisco is studying to get into med school, and Is a cat 3 (i believe). The test is conducted on a Computrainer, which allows a specific wattage to be inputted as resistance.

I got to warm up for about ten minutes, and while he was calibrating the machine, he asked me to go all out for 30 seconds. I did as I was told.

I checked my max cadence to see where i stood. The fixed gear riding i started doing this year has definitely helped my spin. My cadence max was 188 RPM. hoo-rah.
I have a feeling that with my body type and leg speed, I should be training to be a sprinter. I'm going to construct this season's goals around that.

We got started with the test. The structure: 6 minute intervals with 1 minute of rest in between, during which you get your blood drawn to measure the amount of Lactic acid in your body. we started at 130 watts and went up in 30 watt increments. The first 3 or so were totally fine. I started to feel the effort after the 3rd interval, and it got worse from there. The test stops when you can no longer keep your cadence above 70 rpm.

Body 101: as your body starts to work anaerobically, your body produces lactic acid as a by-product of the anaerobic process. Your muscles use the Lactic acid as fuel as well, but as exertion increases, Lactic acid starts to accumulate at a faster rate than your body can use/flush out.

and in walks muscle pain, stage left.

at 310 watts, My legs started giving out. I had 1 minute left for that interval, but just couldn't do it. and there have it, kids. Pain, pain, pain.

And it's oddly satisfying.

I think that as a group, cyclists are some of the only people who engage in positive masochism. obviously our cousins in running and tri's know the deal, but it's different.

The most important and helpful output from the LT test is that now I know what my HR zones are. This'll allow me to train more effectively, and built up my aerobic base by riding at just-below threshold for extended periods of time.

Time for sleep. light spin in the AM. The temperatures are finally low enough that I can take out my new Castelli bibs for a test run. Here's to hoping they're toasty.