Sorry I haven't blogged for a while, but I've been away from the computer for a bit, and training has taken a turn for the seriously painful. Can't help feeling that I should have been this tired a lot earlier. Lessons for next year. For now, though, there isn't enough sugar or sleep in the world...
Last week I was busy touring from John o' Groats to the Clyde wind farm with a couple of mates - not exactly high-intensity riding, but worthwhile. I'll write up a bit about that next week once I start on my taper, as well as a few other topics that I've been meaning to get around to.
This weekend, then, is the last hurrah for my training. I'm cycling the long way round to Bute on Friday then, weather-dependent, doing a 10 mile TT on Saturday, and an even longer cycle back on Sunday. Once that's over, that's pretty much it - a few, very short, intense sessions over the next fortnight, and then I'm into the event. Whatever my legs have in them, they'll have - whatever they don't, they won't.
For a brief period, I was feeling pretty buoyed by some fast times, but I'm coming down from that now. Going fast is hard. I'm having to work for every second. My threshold power still hasn't increased as far as it should have - as far as I've been able to measure, I'm still below that magical 4W/kg. My climbing is so much better than it was when I began, but it's still not there, and my aerodynamics are so bad that it's going to be a compromise between how hard I push on the flats to keep the speed up versus how much I leave myself on the mountains. I'm giving serious consideration to fitting tri-bars - the extra 500g on a bike that weighs 11kg with water bottles isn't really that huge, but I need to properly quantify the benefit. It does feel a little against the spirit of the thing, though.
I'll do some proper updates after the weekend. Just letting you know - I aten't dead yet.
Just very tired.
Good trails!
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