Very very easy day

Having got back from the race yesterday quite late I was pleased to have a shower, have dinner and go to bed.

Trouble was I didn't sleep very well at all, a good 8 hours would have done me the world of good, but when I'm tired I do have trouble sleeping properly, its also one of the signs of overtraining. But in this instance its just physically knackered from two hard races in 3 days, hopefully over the next couple of nights I'll catch up with my sleep.

Did my 2 hours today just cruising along the canals, to be honest I really enjoy the ride its very relaxing and calming. Problem today was I woke to low clouds and drizzle, not particularly cold, bit of a breeze, but I thought what the hell I'm not very good at going back to bed during the day, I'll do my ride.

The ride was spoilt by two punctures! but since air bottles where 10 for 5 Euro's that wasn't a real problem. It was only yesterday that I was wondering whether I should get a new rear tyre but the tyres on the both wheels were new on and unused when I left, it has 1600km on it so although it has a few cuts and nicks it should be OK treadwise, what I might do is swap the tyres over, certainly cheaper.

The boys were trying to get me to race tomorrow, apparently its a hillier course again, but they way I feel today it wouldn't be very sensible to do that, so I'm going to wait until Saturday, there's some big deal race just over the border in Holland, I'll do that.

Still kicking myself about yesterday but I don't think I rode a bad race and I was definitely one of the stronger riders, I just missed the break or possibly more correctly at the time that it all went off I didn't quite have the legs at that moment. Anyway, note to self pay more attention when the champ goes up the road!

I was having a look around Youtube this afternoon to see if there were any good clips of the racing style in Belgium.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKFJFlDuhcY

This is undoubtedly a clip of amateurs but I promise you the look and feel are exactly the same with Vets and probably as fast, the differnce with Vets is we don't race as far.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-SNQncMlpw4

The second clip shows you have to pay attention and anything goes for getting around the course or making up positions, don't think I've come across anything quite this radical but pavements, forecourts, roundabouts etc are all fair for 'different' routes.

Another race, maybe I shouldn't have.

4pm start for today's race, very civilised start to the day. Driving the 10 minutes to the course, a real luxury for me as I was explaining to some new friends today - but more of that later. According to a thermometer I passed on the way 24c, it was, at that point very pleasant.

I have raced at this venue before but any hopes I would know the course really well were scotched when I was told apart from the finish, which we were doing the other way, there was only about 500m from the 'old' course. So no help there then. On the positive side the old finish was 200m out of a corner, the new finish was 980m out of a corner but the 500m I would be familiar with was cobbles! Admittedly not as bad as Monday's circuit probably only 1 star, flat and straight.

To be honest I don't think I had recovered from Monday, but I had reasoned that I'm here to race so race I did.

The course was not as complex as the last race but still managed to move about quite a bit, probably 90% of it was urban including one fairly major road that we were hitting as the end of work day as traffic was building and therefore had to be stopped as we approached each lapped. The power of bike racing in Belgium, gotta love it.

From the start we went straight for 200m, 90 degree right up a hill for 400m, 90 degree left onto 500m of cobbles, 90 degree right onto a 200m straight, 90 degree right onto a 1km straight, 90 degree left onto a 500m straight, 90 degree right onto 1.5km straight, fast downhill, 90 degree left 1.km straight still slightly down hill, out onto the mainroad, 800m, 90 degree right up a drag for 500m, 90 degree left flat then down hill for about 1km, into 120 degree right onto finishing straight which was all slightly uphill, 3% according to my SRM, 980m to the line! Apart from the cobbles it was mostly fast good tarmac, only a few sections of concrete and no bad joins.

5 minutes to go we are all on the line ready to go, 45 minutes later we are still there. As far as I could tell the police were having difficulties with the number of cars that had to be towed away, gotta love Belgium. By the time they had finished there was still one very awkwardly placed car which had already been clamped! and couldn't be towed, this got a marshall of its own, this chap had a yellow warning flag and a whistle which we got both of every lap.

I filled in the wait by getting into a conversation with the Belgian champion and one of his team mates, they both had enough English to make it worthwhile which was excellent as we exchanged views on our respective racing backgrounds and of course they were interested in the Australia. They were both horrified with the idea that I have to travel 2.5 hours each way to race with my own club, 4 hours each way for more serious racing, they really couldn't comprehend that but coming from Flanders they wouldn't and we had a good laugh at that. When I was trying to explain 14 hours each way to do the nationals in Adelaide they looked at me like I was some sort of Alien. As they pointed out they go to St Johann in Austria most years and thats only a few hours each way, there are incredible upsides to living in Australia but access to this sort of racing isn't one of them.

Anyway we finally got underway and I was really dreading some one going off the line, I've never been good at that, sure enough somebody did but fortunately it was a bit half hearted which was good since I was sitting dead last wheel for the first half lap trying to get my body going. After that we got going in earnest so I moved up to the business end of the race. We had an interesting situation in the race since we had 5 of the team I've mentioned before and the Champ had two very strong team mates and between these two teams they shaped the first 5 laps of the race, attacking and counterattacking trying to get the right mix into a break. I took the view that anytime there were two of each in a break, along with any other 'individuals' like me, I would go across. To be honest this got pretty wearing and after one particularly extended flurry of attacking I was pretty stuffed and somebody left a gap coming onto the home straight, they do that sometimes it is irritating. Anyway a group of six moved away a really soft breakaway, everybody was looking around for somebody else to take up the chase and they just kept getting further and further up the road, coming through the finish the Champ jumped away hard with somebody on his wheel, that was it! everybody else still wants somebody else to do the chasing. End of race really.

Try as I may there was only one other guy who was actually up for working to get us back into the race, anybody else with energy was only interested in sitting on and then jumping away. So it was pretty easy for the front group to move away, they had 4 strong riders, 3 from the one team and 4 pack fodder onto a good thing for the race.

I knew I was just wearing myself out trying to get back into the race but when there are 8 up the road there didn't seem much point in sitting in for a sprint, unfortunately the majority of what was left seemed intent on doing just that. I lost count of the number of times I forced a small group off of the front but everytime it fell apart because they just don't 'work' turns effectively and the rest managed to drag themselves back.

By the time we got into the last lap I had decided that I would turn off with half a lap to go, that's where my car was parked, I thought I was both unmotivated and too stuffed to sprint. However when we got to the turn off where my car was, I decided not finishing is not a good habit to get into so stayed in the line.

Flying down the hill into the 120 degree final turn I sort of went into autopilot and moved up into about 6th wheel coming into the corner, to my surprise the sprint started there, bearing in mind that it was all uphill.
Non sprinters trying to burn out the sprinters, very nearly worked on me for the first 500m I was consciously thinking that all I was capable of was going to be to sit on the wheel, if I could! At 400m to go I was thinking maybe I had something left and then when a couple of guys fired off I went with them and without really thinking I made my own move up the left hand gutter, so I managed to keep my record intact, just, punctures aside.

Interesting little fact, the last 980m, uphill took 1 min 8 secs! When I was riding track I would have been ecstatic with a 1 min 8 sec kilo! and I averaged 620 watts. There was only one guy that finished the race on Monday that finished in front of me, I did say Monday was hard.

Recovery day, nice and easy

Boy I needed an easy day today, but I could have done with sunny and warm instead of cool and wet.

Did one of my easy canal rides today, 2 hours 60k, I can't say that my legs actually hurt but they are empty so the only good thing about today's weather was the wind was very light, so I was able to keep the legs turning over mostly in the active recovery range.

Being wet it was pretty quiet along the canal, well it was until bearing down on me out of the drizzle was a very purposeful group on TT bikes followed by a team car, they were past me in a flash, but I read the logo's on the team car easily enough, Topsport Vlaanderen - Mercator, so I assumed it was the team practising for a TTT or maybe the feeder sqaud.

Wrong, on my way back they were stopped having some work done to a bike, so I stopped and blagged a tool to secure the mounting of my SRM which had worked loose crossing the cobbles in yesterdays race. Chatting to the manager? it turns out that it was the Belgian U23 team and sure enough as the riders pulled away I finally noticed that the group was 4 lads and 3 girls, last seen flying through the murk at a great rate of knots.

Added a bit of interest.to a pretty flat day.

A bit of shopping this afternoon, some new batteries for my camera, some gels and some more fruit. Of course I had to clean my bike yet again, it lives in my room and I don't like to bring in when its dirty, so it had to be cleaned first.

I was thinking about yesterdays race during the ride today and decided that the course was almost a mini (very mini) tour of Flanders, hills, corners cobbles all coming thick and fast. I was also thinking and wondering how many of my peer group would have enjoyed that particular course.

With all the free time I have here I have been wondering whether I should start a coaching service for Veterans. I've been a pretty good coach over the years with all the paper qualifications earlier on but of course its all changed since I came back to racing. I've worked with some top coaches recently who have even been 'Masters' racers themselves but in truth its been so difficult to establish what is realistic for older Vets to expect of themselves. So I think with all the research and experimentation that I have carried out, I am very well placed to help the older vet. I could do programmes, recovery, diet, supplementation etc etc. Anyway I'm still thinking on that one, watch this space.

Finally won a sprint, pity about the break!

What a race! Hard course or what! This was definitely the hardest race, course wise, that I have been in yet. On the other hand the race was over for all but 11 riders before the end of the first lap, this didn't exactly make it easier but at least more manageable, no one was ever going to take a flyer from a long way back.

Firstly the course, the weather was dry, very fortunately, overcast most of the time, occaisionally sunny and about 20c, wind not bad too a lot of the course was quite sheltered.

The course, from the start / finish line, up an incline for 250m, right turn, 200m right turn, downhill for 500m into a difficult 90 degree left, narrow road across a kerb! up a short sharp climb of 300m, down a little hill then up drag (3%) for 400m, 90 degree right turn for about 1km, wrong way through a roundabout (bought you back to the top of the finishing straight), 120 degree right turn up another drag for about 1 km, 90 degree left slightly downhill, both sides of a roundabout into a fast 90 degree right, straight for about 400m, hit the cobbles! 250m into 110 degree left, still on the cobbles straight for 1.5km all but the last 200m on cobbles, after about 300m of the cobbles the road tilted downhill through a fastish left hander, which was kind of 'exciting' at speed on the cobbles. 200m of fast downhill, hit a speed bump fast (50kph+), turn 90 left while still in the air, left again after 20 m, turn right after another 50m, turn right after another 50m down hill, turn left after 100m, still downhill, turn left immediately, effectively making the corner a horseshoe, 100m turn right, 50m turn left onto a quick downhill for 100m turn left at speed back onto the mainstraight with 800/900 m to the line up an incline of maybe 3%.

So a really tricky course, but fortunately dry, but with all the straw bales, waved warning flags, blown whistles and flashing blue lights it was all very 'Le Tour". Gotta love the atmosphere.

This was a new course to everybody, so it was a bit of a farce trying to do a warm up on the course, by following different riders I saw about 60% but not necessarily in the right direction! What I had seen was the first loop of what was almost a figure of eight layout, and I knew that the first real attack was going to come out of the tight left hander, that required a 'bunny hop' across the kerb and then a full on sprint up the nasty little hill. I had seen the cobbled section and was a little windy of that but I had not seen the incredible sequence of corners that followed it.

Anyway, sure enough, the first serious move came out of that corner but I was well placed and ready for it, unlike many of these 'hard types' I generally flick it down a couple of gears going into corners so that I can pick it up quickly on the way out. I'm sure they think I'm a bit of a wimp but hey it works for me.

From there we were basically in a single line until we hit the cobbles, boy did we hit the cobbles, possibly not a 3 star section in the Paris Roubaix but definitely a 2 star, with bike riders going everywhere, the first left hander was a critical point, its virtually impossible to get out of the saddle to pick up speed from a low speed corner on the cobbles, it has to be done in the saddle, then flat tack to the end, picking up speed as it sloped downwards. There were some gaps but I was firmly in the line and although my bike was making such noises that I was sure that it was disentegrating, however the dreadful noise stopped as soon as we hit the smooth tarmac again, so from there on I just ignored it.

A quick look around as we sped downhill into the amazing sequence of corners and I realised I was last in the line! A quick count revealed there were 10 of us, then it was concentrate as we flowed through the complex of corners that I hadn't previously seen, I thought they were never going to end! Power on up the home straight as the group realised that the race was decimated, one rider rejoined as we came across the finish line, he subsequently stayed on the back regardless for the balance of the race. So one lap down, six more to go and assuming that I can hang on I'm almost guaranteed of being in the 'money', keeping the record going at least, although I wasn't totally convinced at that point I could go the distance on this course.

Next lap was the usual mix of attack, counter attack etc., no collective thoughts of working together to consolidate the gap! Anyway through the cobbles again, no problem, well no special problem anyway, out of that into the corner complex, I'm sitting eighth wheel just minding my own business, it was all 'no brakes' stuff and I was doing it all without any issues. Then the guy in front of me got it all wrong, it is unusual but he stopped us, then compounded it by not getting out of the way, I was trying to get around him on the correct line, he was almost on an opposite tack, I was swearing and he was just getting in the way!

Long story short thge first 6 came out of the last of the corners onto the home straight almost 100m clear, I jumped really hard and nearly got there as we crossed the finish line but the front six had seen the gap and were full on, I had to wait for the rest of the group.

So we are now 5 chasing 6, I have no idea where the rest of the race was at this point. In the group was my big mate from the 'team' that always tries to work the race over, but at least he was working, I was working and the joker that had caused the problem was letting us work and then trying to jump across on his own, pillock,the other two were just sitting on, or hanging on, didn't make any difference they were doing bugger all to help.

It took us 3 laps, we rejoined just coming up to the line with two to go and it was hard chase, what I found interesting was that I was getting really strong through the cobbled section and very quick through the corner complex. In fact as we were closing the last of the gap I came out of the cobbled section about 100m clear and hooked onto the back through the corners, the rest didn't catch on until we reached the finish.

However the two strongest riders had obviously seen us coming and clipped off the front as I was rejoining, by this point I had no legs at all but the balance of the group was looking around, I got off the front a few times but wasn't strong enough to make it stick on my own so reverted to plan B, or actually plan A, sprint!

We had picked up 3 or 4 riders from an earlier race which was getting irritating cos they weren't just sitting on the back they were getting in the mix, I did give one an earful for chasing me down and dragging back the group.

Through the cobbles the last time I made sure I was well placed pushing past some of our unwanted passengers, down into the start of the 'corners' section I was fourth, made one position through the sequence of corners and came out onto the home straight third wheel, stayed to the left hand side as the road curved gently round to the right and wanted to avoid any 'congestion' even if it was slightly longer. I was right too, two riders managed to get into a contretemps but I was moving well, the speed was picking up and although it was my less favoured uphill sprint we had the wind behind us which countered the slope. They kicked off early, well I though they did, I waited a bit and started my sprint at 161m to go according to my SRM, peaked at 55kph and was clear on the left.

Pity about the breakaway and my legs are totally wrecked now. I'm looking forward to a recovery day tomorrow.

Easy Day

Woke up this morning to a cold windy drizzly day. Sitting at breakfast it occurred to me that rather than go ride, I might get in the car and drive down to Paris but then decided that although the idea of seeing Cadel on the podium was attractive the thought of getting into the zoo that Paris can be for traffic on a normal day, with the Tour in town it would be 10 times as bad so I opted to watch on TV instead.

So I did my 2 hours in the cold, 16c I think but much cooler in the wind, there were not many bike riders out and about so I guess the local bike riders weren't too impressed either.

The last stage was pretty predictable, not sure what happened to Rojas, but no others sprinters teams had any credible lead out train, so the result once HTC hit the front was foregone.

Had nice dinner and am having an early night, going to race again tomorrow, hope the finish is one for me, one of these days I might get it right!

Race day for me and Cadel

Well I woke up with a face like quasimodo, swollen and sore from my wasp sting, the left side of my face and gum were not pretty, I do hate wasps that sting indiscrimanetely!!!!!

That and the fact that it was p...... down with rain made me think that perhaps I should go back to bed and not race this morning. However the weather forecast I looked at categorically said it would be good by midday, so I went and signed on and was ready to race at the appointed time, two undervests, arm warmers and plenty of oil on the legs. First two laps were wet then the sun came out!

The course was pretty straightforward, starting with a long straight, maybe 2km. 90 degree right across cobbles, 50m, 90 degree left still on cobbles then another long straight maybe 1.5km, 90 degree right another straight about 1km, 90 degree right onto a 750m straight, 90 degree right onto a straight about 2km, 90 degree right onto straight about 350m, finish line back through 110 degree corner, that was the lap. Two comments, the straights weren't exactly straight they meandered left and right and most of the roads were pretty much concrete with that dreaded concrete gully, 'valley of death', which needs to be respected at all times especially when the roads are wet. The consequence of this is that riders moving across it make a really exagerated switch, pay attention! The other thing is, when you are turning off a narrow road onto a narrow road (3m), there is usually only one viable line!

We started like it was a one lap race, right of the bat a group of around 10 moved off the front and looking at the composition of the group I made a BIG effort to get across, it came back together, this happened again towards the end of the lap, again I made BIG effort, again it came back together. I've known some quick starts but the first lap was the hardest in the race, my SRM says so! About half way through the second lap I saw the first crash that I have witnessed in the racing here. Mind you it had to be a Brit, there were 3 riders about 20m off the front and he failed to respect the 'valley of death', it was quite specatacular it flicked him high in the air and body slammed him like a sack of s..., well spuds anyway. On the wet roads he and his bike just slid neatly into a ditch! I spoke to him afterwards he was OK, which was good, but he actually thought he was in the race winning move, get real!

Anyway half a lap later I drifted backwards to take a drink and realised that I was at the back, wheel 15? we then had a touriste ride for half a lap and another 20 riders caught up! From there on it was a normal race, attack - chase, attack - chase and so on. To be honest I didn't feel particularly special and spent the whole race doing as little as I needed to to be in the 'selection'. I hope the problem was my wasp sting.

Bell lap and there were two riders 20 seconds of the front, with one of the riders having 5/6 team mates in the race, who were hanging around the front neutralising everything. By this stage I had decided I would just sprint from whatever group I was in and that the Belgian Champion would be my reference point, he's not champion for no reason and is a very canny bike rider. I am usually quicker than he is 'my' type of sprint.

Down the last straight one of the Belgian champs team mates 'buried' himself to close the gap, so with a 1km to go we were all together. I was sitting pretty with 750m to go, one back from my 'target' back wheel, when for reasons I didn't understand, we did a 90 degree right turn on the straight! I was on the pavement taking avoiding action and lost a whole heap of places, effectively so had most of the 'sprinters'.

Consequently I was fighting to make up places going into the last corner, that was 'exciting' I can tell you, but long story short I came out of the last corner too far back and it was total mayhem down the last 350m, at first I didn't make any ground but as I hit the 'straps' I was slaloming through the field, made 10 places in the last 100m, but needed another 100m really, 4th! Give me a run I seem to be hold 'it' longer than most.

My 'friend' who I thought was having a 'go' at me, won, but immediately got into altercations with at least 4 guys for the style of his riding, as best as I could judge they seemed to think he had pulled himself off of them on the way though. So it's not me, everyone has a problem with him.

Spoke to the Brit that flipped himself at the end of lap 1, he thinks the rest of us were lucky, yer right! but his pal was a guy that I raced against 30 odd years ago, he was a Milk Race rider in his time, I think he was a bit miffed when he realised I was 15 years older than him!

If this entry doesn't make too much sense its because instead of my usual glass of red wine with dinner, I had a bottle. Be fair Cadel deserves at least that!

Wet ride and a wasp sting! Great day!

Another wet day, not particularly cold about 16c, I think. Took one of my easy rides along one of the canals today, they're just so easy on the mind.
So here I was riding along in the drizzle minding my own business when a flipping wasp flew in my mouth, it was a bit dozy with the cooler day I think, so I managed to spit it out before it stung me on the chin, little bugger. Wiped it off my face and rode along watching it stinging the palm of my mitt, so I clapped a couple of times, that put an end to him!

Things is I am allergic to wasp stings, now this little European wasp doesn't seem to have been as virulent as our wasps at home, but I didn't have my 'bee sting kit' from my allergist with me. I'm on the case now and my face is swollen but seems to be under control, sometimes these things really knock me about so I'm hoping that the smaller wasp will have less of an effect on me.

It actually dried up on the ride but as I turned for home I was being tailed by the biggest blackest cloud, obviously very full of the next downpour. So I came home much quicker than I had meant to, even got my bike mostly clean too before I had to run for cover.

Spent the afternoon biting my nails watching Cadel, I think he rode a very canny race, using as little energy as he needed. Now is he 58 seconds quicker than Andy in a TT? I hope so, I really hope so. I'm almost thinking I won't race tomorrow so I can watch it, but no I'll race.

BUT GO CADEL.

Puncture!

Well after a few days downtime, I was ready to race today. The race was actually the East Flanders Championshiop but since I had been allowed to start the European Championship at the weekend I figured I'd be OK today, that was the case, I was fine. I was told I could win the race but not the championship, again.

Weather was OK, quite warm 22c I think, but with the threat of very localised showers. The course was a real beast. a longish lap at about 9km and started with a 2km climb, that pinched up quite steeply at the end, a long fast descent through a town, swing right 90 degrees, a bit of flat then a wicked wicked steep narrow winding descent on a concrete road that was still wet from earlier showers, certainly Andy Schleck would have been squeeking about it! Then a long slow ascent to the finish, straight for 2/3km rising all the way, so the circuit was relatively straightforward.

I managed to get lost doing a warm up / siting lap but fortunately I was following a local who at least had the advantage of being able to ask directions, he had some English and was very good, making sure I was with him to the finish. So I had a decent enough warm up but didn't see most of the course, especially that very fast swooping downhill but then I always liked to race the place to place races, so you get used to taking what comes.

I don't know whether I have explained what happens with the course, marshalls etc. Some days before the race, signs go out on all the course roads indicating no parking, temporary one way's and any other changes of that nature. About one hour before the race the police will tour the course shifting any cars parked where they shouldn't be, there is always somebody that loses track of the time and I have seen cars towed away before now. 30 minutes before the racing is due to start the marshall's will have been briefed and all be in place, Police will generally marshall significant junctions (this is the sensible time to go for a warm up!) A few minutes before the racing is due to start the lead police car will drive the making sure everthing is good to go, then the race will start.

Where my pal and I went wrong today, apart from going out before the corners where marshalled, was I think due to the fact that there must be another race in the vicinity at the weekend which had its road signs out so we couldn't tell the difference cos we were certainly following the signs.

There was a lot of confusion, for me at anyrate, at the start. I think there must have been a late decision to combine a bunch of races together? Possibly due to relatively small fields. 3 bunches of 20/25? Nobody bothered to explain to me so I started blind, assuming that we did indeed have three races on the go today. I have to admit that I am not generally in favour of this approach although it normally is beneficial to me cos I can go with the faster riders. That was the case today we were flying up the hills so fast it was just a case of keeping on top of the gear, much easier.

However the downside was that the yellow numbers were trying to stay in front of the green numbers and the white numbers where trying to stay in front of everybody. Consequently some of overtaking was a bit desperate since although there a clear age distinctions, the ability level isn't that clearcut. So I wasn't all that impressed with some of the ducking and diving going on on the flat and downhill only to have to unwind it on the hills cos I was climbing better.

Anyway problem solved, I punctured coming off the winding down hill section and abandoned. There did seem to be a few punctures today, I didn't see any particular issues but there must have 4/5 punctures in the first laps.

In my own race, run seperately not with everybody else, I think I would have been OK, certainly in the money again, at the end of the first lap the field was down to 30/35, I didn't see where it happened but I think the split must have happened coming out of the fast downhill.

So having sorted out a race programme for the next two week, my next race would have been Sunday, its all change, I'll now race on Saturday and see how it all shakes out.

Slow day

2 hours this morning, steady endurance ride with a few surges up some 'bergs' down towards Brakel where I believe Mr McEwen lives. I was lucky with the weather it was really overcast and heavy but half way through the ride the sun came out, brilliant.

One hour after I was back it was raining and rained all afternoon.

The forecast for tomorrow is the same so I might have wet race on my hands, the race is actually down in the vicinity of Brakel so will most likely have a climb or two so I hope I'm ready.

There is actually a good run of races now, a lot of them with hills, some of them quite severe, at least by my standards so will be a real test.

Pretty happy with the way the racing has been going, I'm competitive and thats what I was hoping for, taking prizes is a real bonus.

Rest and recovery days

Yesterday was very definitely a recovery day, two hard races in two days is a bit on on the old body these days. I slept so well the previous night I almost slept through breakfast! heaven forbid that a bike rider misses a meal!

A two hour recovery ride followed, just trying to keep the legs spinning over, even if the weather wasn't really cooperating, drizzly and very windy. So not being equipped with winter gear, a couple of extra vests, arm warmers and knee warmers, augmented by my 'gilet in a pouch', had to suffice. It was OK although the headwind bits weren't exactly enjoyable. I stuck to one of my trusty canal rides which on the ride were uncharacteristically deserted, who says Belgian bike riders are tough?

In the afternoon some domestic stuff, trip to the supermarket, greengrocer's and the big bike shop in Aalst where I thought since I had time (there being no Le Tour on the TV), I would have a look at the plethora of bikes they stock, I can't off the top of my head think of a brand that they don't stock. The problem was that they are in the middle of their big sale, 20% of everything, so the place was mobbed, so I got the few bits and pieces I needed and left.

Dinner and an early night worked well.

Today the weather was totally different, sunny a pleasant 22c with light breezes, perfect. An endurance ride was the order of the day, most of the time in the upper end of my endurance range, some good spells at level 4 and a couple of three minute intervals at 115% of threshold. I'm not quite recovered but felt a lot better today than I did yesterday. Spending the afternoon watching the tour flat out on the bed will have helped. Go Cadel!

I've decided not to race until Thursday, I should be nice and fresh by then I hope. From there I will try and space out the races to not overdo it but its difficult not taking advantage of all the race opportunities.

Since the upcoming races are of the hillier variety I will do some hill stuff tomorrow, endurance ride with some hill sprints, should set me up OK.