the crossover of seasons seems to be causing a little confusion in our little cycling ranks, with little unanimity about what cycling apparel would be appropriate for this morning's activities, although by the end of the ride i suspect that short sleeves would have got the nod.
arriving at aa just before 6.00am there were but two riders assembled there: tjs and bruce. thinking quickly, i decided that since both of them are fast and strong i should take the initiative and head off, stay at the front and control the pace. now, for those of us who every now and then vicariously imbibe of the pro-cycling stuff through the small screen, the words "control the pace" are familiar. but i don't know how it is done- it seems to me that if i ride too slow for the others they simply go around me and proceed up the road at a pace of their choosing, not mine.
so what i did this morning to avoid that happening was to ride really fast along canterbury road, making sure i kept in front of the others. i certainly controlled the pace, although i am not so sure i controlled my heart rate! joining us in this section were mr no.2 grumpy (sorry, bobm) and another whose name or moniker is unknown to me. after rolling into whitehorse after the ascent of deadmans i decided i had "controlled the pace" enough for one day, and let bobm take over from me alongside tjs.
and gee it was a nice roll from there along whitehorse road. however as we approached the last rise leading up to mitcham road i could see that bruce was getting a little itchy, that he really wanted to jump off the front and up the hill, but for some reason he was being too polite to do that. so i swung back a little, around into the middle lane- as there was no traffic- and launched myself up the hill- controlling the pace again, if you wish- which let bruce off his mental leash and off he went as well.
at the top of the hill, round the corner and slow things again and wait for the others to catch up. a little further ahead was the unmistakeable profile of kelvinp, and we finally caught up with him at springy2. a little further along and we caught markhor as well.
sort of maybe kind-of perhaps but not really rolling turns along doncaster saw us travelling along nicely. we all caught the green light at the base of westfield with the exception of markhor who was determined to make us wait at the top for him, so wait we did. and then the launch down elgar. the past couple of times i have held back going down the hill and found myself braking hard for a red light at the bottom, so today- thinking that if nothing else at least it could be said that i learn my lessons- i rode hard from the very top and…no, i caught yet another red light. not sure what i will try tomorrow.
wait for the others to catch up to me, and then off we went up belmore. i had thought about trying tmt's harmonic timing fundamental uplift approach when riding the hill this morning but wasn't able to summonse the inner impulses.
after the top of belmore regroup we headed down towards the kov. despite ness's channeling of sob when i saw kelvinp wind himself up i decided to try to catch and pass him. did i? nup. no way. no dice. couldn't even get close. nowhere near. oh well, multiple also-ran positions for both kom and kov pretty well sums up my mrr career.
a nice sprint for the maling road corner saw, with what tjs described as a "nice symmetry" the two of us roll in together, just as we had set off together.
speaking of also-rans, after we sat down at the cafe some others rolled in. ness and teena had done their inaugural "macdonalds room ride", stopping at the balwyn macdonalds because they don't have what it takes to get around the course without refueling. or so i believe. they claimed it was to meet family members there. after a while we saw a bike without any apparent means of (braking) support and subsequently wak rolled into the cafe. he said he had started late, but we weren't convinced by that story- he bike is so black and stealthy looking we suspected that we had whipped past him at twice his speed without noticing.
and so another omr monday drew to a satisfying close. thanks everyone. oh, and tjs…********* won the paris-roubaix!
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