Monday, September 03, 2007

A River Rides Through Us

Our regular bike commuters-- T-Rex, Squiggy, Racer X, and myself-- have been getting in a steady number of rides. Besides our twice weekly commute in to San Jose (27 miles one way), we've also tried to bag some weekend rides. Squiggy has the most miles on this, seeming to log in a century every other weekend, yet still manages to be fresh for our commute. Our average speed has been steadily edging up, improved by the "unofficial race" up the backside of Calavaras. We've shaved 5 minutes off our commute time due to this and now regularly average over 18.1 mph.

Last Sunday, we all did a 50 miler up Mines Road and back in sub-3 hours and sought to keep our average near 16.5 mph since Tinker would be joining and who hasn't been logging as many miles as the rest of us. We wound up at a pretty sedate pace of 17.1mph.

So we're feeling pretty cocky about our pacing with all of us envisioning we have the polka-dotted "king of the hill" jersey pretty well locked up. Then "River" joined us for a short segment on the flats before the Calavaras climb. I'm blaming Squiggy's for what happened with that. We were pacing along rather moderately--on purpose-- when Squiggy eyed River ahead and decided to reel him in. Squiggy caught him, but now the line was moving about 3-5mph faster than before. River was invited in, we held the pace in order to demonstrate that we "always jet along at this speed, don't ya know?" and off we scooted. By the base of the climb 4 miles later, Squiggy and Trex were no where to be seen. RacerX, River, and I (gladly) pulled over to wait for them to arrive 3 minutes later. We caught our breath and then began the climb. River had great form and cadence, and it was clear we were going to be trashed by his climbing strength. I held on as long as possible, Racer X close behind, but over 2.5 miles, we watched his gap open as our heart rates red lined. We sucked. Egos deflated. Polka-dot jerseys' gone.

I'm sure he's probably about 10 years younger than us.....

Next week it's off to Moab for 4 days of riding with Racer X. I'm in taper now and letting muscles and ego mend.