Showing posts with label Palomar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palomar. Show all posts

Monday, October 5, 2009

And on the seventh day...

We rode.

Taking 7 days off the bike sounded like a fairly daunting task, at the time. However, after last weekend's race (that was only eight days ago? Seriously?) I was ready for some down time. We spent the first few days over-eating, and I had some over-drinking in there, and there was a lot of lingering soreness/fatigue in the legs. I don't think I've ever had my legs feel so categorically "bad" before for so long. Not even after the 12 Hours last November. It just wasn't dissipating! Couldn't have been the alcohol and lack of sleep?

Saturday we slept in, then headed south for a hike.

Weird to be going somewhere on a weekend to exercise without bikes!



It's my fault, because I wanted to do a local San Diego hike that we did a few times when we lived down there. It was sort of lame. There were like 300 people out hiking it. Not to mention that it left me really wiped out, and a little sore!



Was cool to see a tiny bit of the air show, I guess.





We spent the rest of the afternoon trying to do some "spring" cleaning. Justin spent a bunch of time in the garage trying to re-organize, and I managed to clean out a kitchen cabinet and drawer, one bookcase, and half of our den mess. It seriously felt like I got nothing done, though.

Sunday we slept in again, partly because we could, partly because we stayed up late, and partly cause it was going to be really cold anyway so what was the hurry?

We headed south to pursue a really tough hour climbing up Palomar. We took off from the taco shop like we were being chased, and despite the pain and burning we kept going from there. I couldn't hit the power numbers I was looking for after the first few miles and up south grade, but my HR was the highest it's been on any training ride all year. Not sure if that's some loss of aerobic fitness or what was going on, but avg HR was ridiculous for an hour fiften. Power #s were up from earlier this summer, which is awesome, especially after a solid 6 days with no cycling.

I was working too hard for pics on the way up, and too cold on the way down. I did get a few, actually, but left them at home, so

Imagine a picture of a Roubaix leaning up against a truck

Imagine a picture of Justin and Allison with half frozen faces

Literally, my face was frozen for half of the descent. Crazy thing, too... first time I've ever got to the top of a hill and literally been choking trying to breathe. I couldn't get any air. Felt like my chest was closing up. I struggled for air for a minute and was really kind of freaked out. Justin suggested exercise-induced asthma?

Lucky for me when I turned around to Justin as we sat cold on the steps outside of the market, "Please tell me we are not going for the double?" he concurred that we would just head back to the car.

Temps were decent down in the valley, and we headed home to get a few more things done around the house. I was super worked, even after just the two hour ride!

Looking forward to getting back on the bike in a somewhat more regular fashion this week, and will be hitting the weights!

Hope to SS the "Uno" Niner after work 1-2x, and hopefully this weekend at least once. Not sure if I am ready to tackle Saturday's planned ride PERIOD, much less with a SS that I've ridden once? Definitely can't with its current gearing of 32x18, but might try out 29x17. Otherwise, not sure what bike I should be riding. I may need my Epic to hold out for another season of racing next year unless we can find a way to afford a new bike!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

It was a beautiful day!

Don't let it get away...

I almost let the day get away from me before it even began. After being a bit overreached after my last cycle and not feeling too great during regen, we were questioning the ride for today. We talked about doing a different ride, but I hadn't done Palomar since September, so it was an itch that needed to be scratched.

Friday night Justin gave me a killer massage and then I sat with my legs up and we had a amazing and anti-inflammatory dinner.



The beer is for James



We shared another tonight!

The alcohol goes straight to my legs, though.

So, I felt pretty good after the evening. Woke up this morning and had my super stout oatmeal and was feeling good. Then I realized it was kind of raining outside. If I were Superman, rain would be my Kryptonite. Not *really*, but I'm not a fan of rain. Luckily earlier this year I did a few rides in the rain, and I didn't melt or get really weak, so I just packed warmer clothes and off we went.

By the time we were on our way to where we park the skies were clearing and I managed to get in a positive, "If this weather holds, it could be a great day!"



It was pretty warm by the time we finished getting ready, and we'd seen a big group heading up the hill before us. Justin wanted to catch some carrots! I thought I wouldn't need my cycling cap for awhile, so stuffed it in my pocket and up we went.



The climb starts out literally right away.



Justin was already pulling away, but I decided to hang back and get in a solid warmup at my own pace.

Yeah, I had to stop to put on the cycling cap pretty much 8 minutes into the ride.



I made sure to check out the sights this time up... It was such a pretty and green climb (as opposed to the end of summer).



Long road ahead... and a few other climbers along the way



Photos from the road...







Breathing hard after a 60s effort



Moto photographer













I got about 2 miles from the top and realized I was not going to beat my previous time up South grade. I thought that was really weird, cause I sort of felt like I'd been booking. I'd passed quite a few people, put in 2 hard efforts where I totally was on, and amazingly enough, I felt *really* good. Oh well. I put in an effort, and then realized that I wasn't going to break my time anyway, so I shouldn't burn the matches. So, I slowed up a bit. Then I put in another effort. I think I did this 2-3 times. Got up to the stop sign and hit the lap button (from the left turn/pavement change). Well, that was it!

Met up with Justin who was sitting down munching on his PB&J bagel (trying to eat real foods instead of bars). I immediately sat down and started to chow on mine also. I did a minute or so of stretching after and Justin was getting cold and ready to head down the East grade.



About 20 minutes later we were turning around (at the lookout, instead of 76) to head back up. I switched around my cycling cap from descend to ascend.





Immediately upon starting to climb back up (we had over 8 miles) I felt horrible. My legs were not coming around, and what was worse...my stomach was severely unhappy. I'd taken in a lot of readily available carbs and fats and calories, and none of them felt digested. I had no idea how I was going to make it back up the hill.

I was barely hanging on and Justin turns around and says, "Let's do a 5 minute effort; hold my wheel."

That just about broke me. I mentally felt like I was right back on the edge. I tried to steel my resolve.

A few mintues later I was pulling around Justin and feeling pretty good, somehow. My legs didn't feel great, but I went for it anyway. Kept it sub-threshold, but was still working plenty hard!



This one is for LMN...



Tried some new "recovery" strategies. Drink mix that was posted up on empty beer and then cereal at home. I've tried the cereal before. We'll see how the legs feel tomorrow!

The beer went straight to the legs again tonight. On the plate? Chicken, salad, whole wheat pasta, and more beer!

FWIW, I came home and downloaded the Garmin. Realized looking at my splits that I beat my time by just over NINE MINUTES! I had the times wrong. Ha!