Often Neglected

Weight training and cycling have traditionally not been seen as going hand in hand. Mostly owed to the fact that every pound you weigh you have to lug uphill. In the last few years that has started to change, especially in mountain bike racing. I’ve always seen the benefits even if I didn’t have the desire to dedicate time towards it. It just makes sense; the stronger you are the better equipped your body is to handle the stress of racing. The trick is to recognize the point of diminishing returns. At what point are you needlessly pulling those sweet muscle gains uphill?

After spending much of 2019 losing weight I’ve finally managed to plateau. At 5’11” I’m currently 148 pounds and have been that weight for the last several months. This despite an slight uptick in less then healthy eating choices and beer consumption while camping every other weekend in August through October. While I often get comments about being too thin, I feel best in the 145-155 range. Apart from a rough couple of years from 2015-2019; I’ve managed to maintain that range with remarkable consistency since graduating Basic Training in 1997.

Quick side story…when I went through MEPS to join the Army they weighed me in at 130 pounds. At the time there was a MINIMUM weight standard for my height of 132 pounds. They told me to eat a massive lunch and come back or they couldn’t let me join. Two buffalo chicken sandwiches and a crap load of fries later I weighed in at 132 pounds. I was a bean pole with red hair soon to be a bean pole with no hair. I left Basic Training having gained 15 pounds. Its a wonder what push ups and ruck marching will do. Anyway….

Circa 1996 at 130 pounds and a full head of hair

Circa 1996 at 130 pounds and a full head of hair

I have little interest in losing anymore weight or gaining too much from weight training. Some weight gain will be okay as long as its lean muscle mass accompanied by an increase in functional strength that translates to speed and power gains on the bike. The second part of this is protecting my aching back from middle back spasms and lower back pain that accompanies the longer rides. My weight training philosophy will be multiple body parts two days a week with legs as having a day to themselves. I’m mostly leaving isolation exercises alone, choosing to focus on ones that activate multiple muscles and preferably include the abs and/or back. Additionally, I won’t be stacking opposing body parts; meaning that back and biceps will be on the same day since rowing movements work biceps. The same with chest, triceps, and shoulders. Abs will get worked 3 times a week. For now the ab workouts will remain consistent, but later will change each day to incorporate more movements. As noted in my previous blog post, my schedule is wonky so my workout schedule is less then ideal.

Monday Morning - Back, Biceps, Abs

Tuesday Morning - 30 Minute Yoga Session

Wednesday Morning - Chest, Triceps, Shoulders, Abs

Thursday Morning - 30 Minute Yoga Session

Friday Morning - Rest Day

Saturday - Post Ride 30 Minute Yoga Session

Sunday Morning - Legs, Abs

Given that its been a long time since I did any weight training of substance, I’m starting out pretty slow and light. Initially I’ll focus on kettlebell and body weight exercises and will do them at home. Later on I’ll add mornings in the gym as I need to increase weight or shuffle new exercises in and out of the routine. Now as I shuffle exercises around there are a few staples that will remain because I like them and they’re hugely beneficial; pull ups, push ups, dips, deadlifts, squats, and planks. All of those exercises work multiple body parts and will stay in my routine. I will mix up the variation of them, swapping out for different versions of the same basic exercise. Stay tuned for next week when I lay out my race schedule for 2020 in detail.

Cracking the Whip

When it comes to training for mountain bike racing, in the past I’ve typically used one of the two below approaches to varied success(or failure):

  1. Hire a coach or use some other form of regimented training plan.

  2. Ride my bike as much as possible and show up on race day.

Both approaches have their advantages as drawbacks. When I was using a coach there was no doubt that I got exponentially faster, but at what cost? I lived on the road bike, rarely able to get on the mountain bike. The workouts took priority over everything else in my life, including just having fun on the bike with friends or trying to have something resembling a social life. Alternatively, just riding my bike as much as possible often left my rides with little purpose. I’d wake up and go ride my bike, but because there was little structure I’d quit rides early or not push myself to get faster. This lead to dismal times on race day as well as not being effectively prepared for the races. So in building my training plan this time around I wanted to build in a certain amount of structure, but also leave myself some freedom for changes. The main goal was to leave enough freedom in the plan that I could ride whatever bike I wanted to that day without feeling guilty.

As I’ve laid out before, I intend to ride a mix of gravel, mountain, road, and trainer 5 days a week. Since I have a strange schedule at the moment I’ll need to get creative at times. I work Thursday evenings and am often tied up all day on Sunday. So that leaves me with one day to get a big ride in and the rest of the time for smaller rides. So my schedule looks like this:

  • Monday - Evening trainer ride working on a specific area of need.

  • Tuesday - Evening ride outside (weather dependent) on the road or mountain bike.

  • Wednesday - Evening base ride on trainer or at Poop Loop (weather dependent), 2+ hours.

  • Thursday - Rest Day.

  • Friday - Morning trainer ride working on a specific area of need.

  • Saturday - Big ride on road, mountain, or gravel depending on what bike I’d like to ride that day.

  • Sunday - Rest Day.

The point of any workout plan should be to focus on maximizing your strengths and minimizing your weaknesses. As I see it, mine are thus:

Strengths:

  • Cadence and tempo

  • Extended climbs

  • Bike handling(road and mountain)

Weaknesses:

  • Explosive power

  • Endurance on rides lasting more then 3 hours

  • Bike handling(gravel)

Maximizing my strengths will be fairly straight forward in that I just need to keep riding like I always do. My rides often include a fair amount of climbing and flat sections for tempo and cadence work. Building endurance for longer rides is also pretty straight forward, just ride longer. Bike handling will handle itself as I ride gravel more, so that’s not a huge concern at the moment. What about explosive power? I’m fixing my explosive power issues in two different ways; the resistance training piece will be covered next wee. For now I’ll keep my focus on building explosive power on the bike. Some of the power will return by simply riding my SS more, but I can also do this on the road bike and trainer. One of the best ways to build explosive power is to focus on sprinting. Last week I stumbled on these three workouts to build explosive power on the bike.

Power Starts

Start from a complete stop in 53x12-14(hard gear), jump out of the saddle and accelerate in that gear as rapidly as you can for 20 seconds or spun out.

Downhill High Speed Sprints

Start a 30 second sprint while about 15 seconds from the bottom of a hill and transitions to a flat or uphill. Duration is 30 seconds.

Speed Intervals

Complete a set of four 30 second accelerations separated by 30 seconds of easy spinning. Complete 4-5 sets during an endurance ride with 5 minutes of normal endurance riding between sets.

The training plan loosely laid out here allows for some structure, while also allowing for some freedom to choose what bike I want to ride on a given day. Because that’s really why we do this isn’t it? We enjoy riding out bikes and it shouldn’t always feel like to chore or obligation to ride. Stay tuned for next week when I lay out the resistance training plan.

It's Zwift Baby!!!

I really dislike riding on the trainer. So much so that on those days when I do manage to throw my leg over it, I always end up cutting the ride short. In the past I’ve likened it to a medieval stretch rack. With winter here and colder weather coming I knew that I was going to have to commit to a significant amount of time on the trainer this off-season. To make the whole experience more tenable; a dedicated space and something to keep me engaged in the rides was necessary. Enter Zwift and the return of the bike room.

The bike room before

The bike room before

The bike room needed to accomplish several things:

  1. Give me a dedicated room for the trainer.

  2. A place to store the bikes in an orderly manner.

  3. An area to setup a mat for yoga sessions and resistance workouts.

I’ll spare you the step-by-step process and get right to the after photos.

My Kinetic Road Machine trainer has served me well since I bought it in 2011. I could’ve made it work on Zwift for cheap if I bought a traxle for my Ocoee Baseline and a power sensor, but I really wanted a trainer that automatically adjusted the resistance. I thought about retrofitting the trainer with a Smart Power Unit, but that presented me with two problems:

  1. It cost almost as much as a new trainer.

  2. I’d still need a rear wheel and cassette for the Baseline.

After much rumination I ended up with an Elite Suito. It adjusts resistance automatically, uses the thru-axle that came on my Basline instead of a traxle, was much less expensive then other comparable trainers, easy to move around, and got excellent reviews online.

Next up was actually figuring out how to best display and run Zwift. Working in IT and being a techy guy had given me a few ideas, but then I realized that I already had everything I needed:

  1. A 6th Gen iPad

  2. Series 3 Apple Watch

  3. Fire TV Stick

  4. AirPin app for Fire TV

  5. 32 inch television

  6. Zwift Mobile Companion App

  7. iPhone XR

The iPad connects to the trainer via Bluetooth and runs Zwift itself. AirPin Pro is installed on the Fire TV Stick and allows me to cast the iPad to the television. The Zwift Mobile Companion App installed on my iPhone sends my heart rate data to Zwift from the Apple Watch. It all seems a bit complicated and there are easier ways to do this, but once you get it working the first time its easy to setup afterwards. There’s a little lag between the iPad and TV display, but nothing that kills the experience.

I’ve got in two rides on this setup and I gotta be honest…its much more fun then I anticipated. Sunday morning was a shakedown/recovery ride. This morning I tried one of the Zwift workouts and it hurt me something fierce. It’s not as good as riding outside, but man its a damn site better then riding the trainer while watching Heroes Season 1 like I’d been doing. I need to make some adjustments to the setup though. First, I need a fan in the worst way. Second, figuring out a way to get the iPad higher would allow me to make route adjustments without having to pick it up. Third, the Zwift Companion App displays workouts in an easier to see format then on Zwift itself, so I may look into a handlebar phone mount. Lastly, and perhaps most important, Cal’s going to need a dog bed for the bike room…..

The floor is cold Dad!!!

The floor is cold Dad!!!

The (Re)Start of a Journey Pt. 4

So what is the point of this blog? It boils down to a few things. One, it allows me a place to put down my thoughts on the races and venues that I participate in a longer format then Facebook or Instagram. Two, after all the encouragement I got from the other 30 Days of Biking and 40 at 40, I’m hoping this blog might inspire others to ride their bike more, get into cycling, or complete some lunatic event they’re not sure they can, but have always wanted to try. Third, and perhaps most important; accountability. Encouragement from others certainly did its fair share keeping me on the path early on. The idea that someone was actually paying attention contributed equally. Knowing that people are watching you can be a powerful motivator when you’d rather sit on the couch and watch Captain America: Winter Soldier for the millionth time.

The intentions for this blog are fairly straight forward. It will be more then race reports you’ll see here. Training logs, fun rides, gear breakdowns, new trail system explorations, and just about anything else will land here. It will mostly be about cycling, but I may cover the occasional trail run or some other off the wall topic that’s on my mind. So don’t be surprised to find a long winded rant if the new Star Wars sucks…fair warning(and possibility).

Let’s start by listing the current challenges that could potentially derail my return to racing:

  • Lower back Issues pertaining to riding Singlespeed

  • Middle back is susceptible to back spasms

  • Fitness levels are a work in progress after a 4 year break

  • Lingering hamstring pain for the last several months

Given the problems above I can’t just jump the bike and expect them to go away. I need a fairly robust plan to kick-start my fitness and protect my back. Here’s the general plan moving forward:

  • 3 days per week resistance training including weight lifting

  • 5 days per week on the bike with a mix of mountain, road, gravel, and trainer work.

  • Yoga sessions 2-3 days per week or as needed for additional stretching and core work

The race schedule for next year is in flux, but there are several events that I’ve earmarked as priorities and some that are nice to have. Listed below in order of precedent:

  • Shenandoah 100

  • Big Frog 65

  • Hardford 50

  • 5 Points 50

  • Black Bear Rampage

  • Barnburner 50k at Fonta Flora

  • Chainbuster Racing 6 Hour Series

Why these races in particular? Starting from the bottom; I like 6 hour races. I think they’re fun and the atmosphere is always great with everyone bringing in canopies and coolers. I also like having a year long series goal to shoot for. Barnburner was a lot of fun this year and Morganton, NC is a beautiful area to hang out in. Black Bear Rampage will always be a priority race because Scott’s Bikes puts on a great race and they’re always very active in the cycling community and I want to continue to support their efforts. After years of being the race director for 5 Points 50, it’ll be nice to be there as a participant. Hardford 50 was an amazing experience and I can’t wait to improve on 2019’s time. Big Frog 65 will be a tune up for my “A” race this year, but its also one of the best races in the Chattanooga area year after year. Finally we come to Shenandoah 100. In all my previous years of mountain bike racing I’ve never completed a 100 miler and I know Shenandoah is one of the best. I’m not opposed to adding more to the schedule; especially if something looks fun.

So that’s where I’m at. The 2019 off season has started and its all about training for next year at this point. Of course having fun is also a priority. Follow along should you feel so inclined. If not…well that’s fine too because its not going to stop me from posting my ramblings.

The (Re)Start of a Journey Pt. 3

Hardford 50 managed to accomplish several things for me. First, it helped me to regain the confidence that I could push my body farther then I was currently comfortable with. Second, it made me realize that I wasn’t quite as slow as I thought I was. Last, it reinvigorated my desire to compete in long distance racing events.

Going in I was hoping to take my out of shape, and injured, body to the finish in under 5 hours. Less then a month previous to Hardford 50 I’d injured my hamstring and it still wasn’t healed yet. If that wasn’t enough a dog had bitten my hand the Tuesday before the race, so I was worried about holding onto drop bars for 5 hours or more on gravel roads. I started out slow and tried to keep things slow and steady throughout the race, not wanting to burn matches too soon. I passed Thom Lerch and Ali Whittier on the first climb, but didn’t see anyone else I knew until I passed Amy Phillips on the final climb. At that point I was toast, so when Ali and Amy passed me on the final descent I didn’t bother giving chase. Thankfully the final 10 miles were road, so I used what little I had left cross the finish line in 4:51 and middle of the pack. The final results weren’t important. What was important is that I’d just completed something I wasn’t quite prepared for and had a blast while doing it. Post race I was beaten and broken, but happy. Everything about the day had recharged me; from the start, to the brutal final climb, jumping in the creek, to the post race beer and meal with friends. But what was next? Sure gravel racing was fun, but would I enjoy a return to mountain bike racing? A month later I was about to find out.

The Final Climb of Hardford 50

The Final Climb of Hardford 50

Heading into Black Bear Rampage was disconcerting. My “new” race bike was still waiting on parts to arrive, so I was riding my Santa Cruz Chameleon, a race bike it is not. 27.5 Plus tires, 130mm of travel, and 32 pounds of fun doesn’t make for a svelte race machine. Also concerning was I had no idea how long the race was going to take. Fast for Black Bear Rampage is under 4 hours; a pipe dream as far as I was concerned. But I felt like sub-4:30 was an attainable goal. I felt really good at the start of the race. I sailed through Brush Creek in no time and flew up Bear Paw like it was a bump in the road. Even up the 221 gravel climb I was feeling pretty strong; passing people bike much more appropriate for mountain bike racing then mine. Then tragedy struck part way through Quartz Look; my middle back decided it didn’t want to play anymore. I managed to gut it out through Riverview and at the climb out I was surprisingly within striking distance of sub-4 hours. However it all fell apart on Old Copper Rd. Brad DeVaney passed me on his full-suspension Cadillac and all I wanted to do was throw a stick in his front wheel, but I couldn’t catch up to do it. The second time through Brush Creek was like a death march. I crossed the finish line in 4:14.

First race back on Singlespeed

First race back on Singlespeed

In hindsight I probably wasn’t quite ready for Black Bear Rampage. Much of my riding time leading up to this race was spent on the road or on gravel. Long distance mountain events are different then road riding. Not more difficult, just a different kind of difficult that I hadn’t been training for. I wasn’t mad or even frustrated though. Up until this point my return to cycling had gone fairly smoothly. If I was going to crumble at the first hint of adversity, there was no need for me to return to racing. So I licked my wounds and decided to commit to more time on the mountain, which I enjoyed more anyway. I had a few more races planned for the “season”, but my expectations were tempered. The Big Ring Challenge was my first race back on a singlespeed and ended as expected. Lower back pain and miss timed nutrition derailed my race sooner then I wanted, but the good news was my legs felt great when I quit 3 hours in. Barnburner at Fonta Flora went better, but I handicapped myself by not starting up front. I’d forgotten that spending the day fighting through people on a singlespeed made for slow times and a frustrating day. Lesson relearned. This brings us to up to speed, but what about the blog? What’s the purpose of starting a blog now that the season is over?

The (Re)Start of a Journey Pt. 2

It’d been 9 days since I started riding my bike again. Sometimes I could go on an actual ride, but other times I had to ride on the trainer or to the grocery store because I was too busy that day. My motivation was waning. Then I received a text from an old friend. She’d been following my progress since I started and wanted to congratulate me and let me know I was inspiring her. It was well timed because I needed a boost. Maybe someone was paying attention after all!!! Then a funny thing happened. I’d run into old friends and they’d all say something along the same lines. Then some new friends started chiming in as well. Always strangely well timed to when my motivation to was faltering. Before I knew it April came to a close and I’d managed to finish the challenge. I was feeling pretty good about myself, but was still lost about where to go from there. Then inspiration hit!!! I’m still not sure how or why I landed on the idea of trying to do 40 minutes of exercise for 40 days straight at 40 years old. All I knew was that I needed something to keep me moving forward. I felt better when I did some exercise and had goal I could work towards. Those 40 days were intended to be a mix of running, riding, kayaking, and whatever else I could think of that counted as exercise according to my Apple Watch. The encouragement continued much to my surprise.

In early June I’d hit my first weight goal; 165 pounds. As motivation to myself I’d decided that if the goal was reached I’d buy a new road bike. Enter Ocoee bikes. Being a mountain biker at heart I’d never really taken to the idea of road racing, so the super light race bikes held little interest for me. Matter of fact I’d sold my road bike several years earlier after I bought my Silent Cycles Cross bike because the Cross bike could go off road. So when Ocoee Bikes launched I texted Jack Kopeski right away. The Baseline 105 was exactly what I was looking for. A road bike designed to take the road less traveled; rough as it might be. Once this bike came in I was officially back to calling myself a cyclist. Everything revolved around trying to fit in the next ride, but racing was far from my thoughts. However something, or more accurately some people, were lurking in the shadows waiting to strike.

July 5th 2019 will forever be a day held in infamy. My Baseline was about a week old and I’d gotten in a few rides on it. It got me thinking about doing an organized gravel ride event. My hazy memory had seen a few that were within driving distance pop up on my Facebook feed, but I couldn’t remember the names of the events. Before I could stop myself I’d sent a message to a couple that I shall forever refer to as The Enablers. Thom Lerch and Monica Desjardins are two of the most amazing people I’ve ever had the privilege to know, but they also have a way of convincing you to sign up for events regardless of the potential aftermath. While Thom encouraged me by talking about how beautiful the ride was, Monica appealed to my baser side by basically telling me to put on my big boy britches. It was a devastatingly effective two pronged attack on my comfortable existence. Before I knew it I’d signed on the dotted line and registered for Hardford 50. I blame them…that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Suddenly I needed to start training in earnest. Hardford 50 was a month away and I hadn’t ridden more then 30 miles on the road, let alone gravel, in almost 4 years. An amazing 36 mile gravel ride in the Cherokee National Forest had stoked the fires within me. I had enjoyed that ride more then any other in recent memory. More miles were needed though, so I turned to the Bubba Elite rides. Riding in a group was something I hadn’t done for a long time. I was deeply worried about getting dropped in the middle of nowhere. Turns out I had little to worry about, managing to survive the rides and getting dropped. Being able to hang on for most of the rides did boost my confidence leading up to Hardford 50 and I started thinking maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad. What’s the worst that could happen right?

The (Re)Start of a Journey Pt. 1

The Return

Trust me I know what you’re thinking. “Why does this self-involved idiot think anyone cares to read about his failure at being a mediocre mountain bike racer?” I thought the same thing about myself when the idea of starting a blog came to me in the middle of the 6 plus hour drive back from Carmel, IN. You see my truck’s radio is broke and I’ve been too cheap to replace it. So when I drive long distances there’s little to distract me from the monotony of the freeway, so my mind tends to wander to that place where pipe dreams live and bad ideas are formed. Normally the idea would’ve tossed into the pile of ideas I never follow through on, but then I thought about the 30 Days of Biking and 40 at 40 challenges I did earlier this year. However before I explain all that lets go back to why I stopped riding in the first place.

Post Iron Mountain 100k

June of 2015 I did a race in Damascus, VA called the Iron Mountain 100k. It was a positively brutal race of about 60 miles with 10,000 feet of climbing on mostly backwoods trail and fire roads. Because I’m glutton for punishment I did it on the singlespeed bike I had at the time, a Niner Air 9 Carbon. Given the circumstances I probably shouldn’t have done the race that day. I woke up the Friday before the race barely able to move because my middle back started spasming. My chiropractor put a bunch of kinesio tape on my back, slapped me on the ass and sent me on my merry way. Saturday’s drive to the venue went fine, but sleeping at the chosen B&B was restless to say the least. The race went about as well as could be expected until the final descent. At that point I could barely hold the bike in a straight line because every bump aggravated my back and I was cranky from not getting enough sleep the night before. Stopping part way down the descent to rest my back caused me to have a bit of a meltdown. It cannot be confirmed nor denied that the bike may have been thrown into the woods or that I cussed up a storm to no one in particular. God bless the girl at the finish line because it turned out I was less then a quarter mile from the finish. Her eyes were as big as silver dollars because it was obvious that she’d heard my unhinged tirade.

I swore off mountain biking for a while after that. Assuming that my back just needed some rest, I started riding on the road almost exclusively. My mountain bike was all but ignored until September when Black Bear Rampage rolled around. That race went better, but then I started feeling soreness in my lower back as well as my upper back. On top of that I really wasn’t enjoying myself even when my back didn’t hurt. Mountain biking had suddenly become a chore. Between training for races, sitting on the SORBA Chattanooga board, working on trails, and putting on 5 mountain bike races that year; I just needed a break from it all. The pure joy of throwing my leg over the bike and being happy to just ride somewhere had long since been lost. Cycling had become a long lost love that I no longer cared to pursue.

So when when race director duties for 5-Points 50 were finished I washed my hands of it all. My then girlfriend kept me on the bike for a few months after that, but the desire to ride left with the warm weather. Over the next 3 plus years new bike purchases, urging from those around me, and the occasional ride did little to reinvigorate my interest. Eventually the fitness I lost and weight I’d gained started preventing me from even contemplating the uphill battle of getting back on the bike. The few rides I did try my hand at left me discouraged at how far I’d fallen and how hard I’d have to work to climb my way back. Contentment was found in drinking beer, watching TV, and playing video games.

What’s wrong with your ankle slacker?!?!?!

Enter 2019. Fresh off yet another failed relationship, being heavier then I’d ever been, and staring down the barrel of 40 years old; I knew a change was needed. I’d managed to drop about 10 pounds since the fall and was keen on getting back down to a comfortable weight, but had little interest in getting back on the bicycle. A trip to Fleet Feet Chattanooga yielded a new pair of running shoes and some very impressive insoles to protect my Army damaged knees. It was time to give running another try. I started off slow…really slow. After severely spraining my ankle while hiking with Cal in March and aggravating it several times over the next two weeks things started looking bleak. Scrolling through Facebook during the last week of March I saw that 30 Days of Biking was coming up and I decided that if I couldn’t run then maybe I could ride my bike. While I was at it, why not give the challenge a try as well. Biking everyday in April would be difficult enough for someone who rides regularly, let alone someone who’d ridden all of two times in 2018. Come April 1st I was back on the bike, but how long would it last?