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I ordered the exact same gear cassette as is on the new bike to fit to the trainer, but the next day I got impatient and fitted the one off the bike to it. Yup. No more grinding. What a dumbarse! Years I was cursing that trainer, and it was just the wrong size gears for the chain. I did a ride one day, then a ramp test the next to set my fitness. There were about 10 increases in wattage resistance, and the trainer tracked them all. That’s saved me £400, I don’t need a new trainer. Also on the cheap, that free cycling app I started using a while back, MyWhoosh, has really upped it’s game. It’s got the boring blocks of effort (bottom of screen) from Trainer Road, the social aspect (other real people to race against, go on group rides with) and the pretty graphics of Zwift, the text encouragement/ distraction of Sufferfest, it connects to my trainer and equipment, has training plans, and it’s free. Amazing. I’ve started a fitness building plan. I’ve only done the first day but it might be too easy. I might jump to the next level if it doesn’t get tougher. I’ve fitted my new saddle to the bike. It’s supposed to be a period of adjustment to the weird design and new sitting position. I don’t find it too bad so far. I’m quite happy with the riding position of the bike. I’m still adjusting the seat height/ fore and aft, but straight away the bike plonks you into a pretty reasonable aero position. A bike fitter would probably swoon at that picture, and it’s not extreme aero, (and I’m too fat) but that’s a fairly straight back, the straight line from my hips to my shoulders has roughly half my body on either side of it, and I did an hour’s training today and barely moved off the tri bars, so it’s sustainable. I’m not getting all of my runs in as per the marathon plan, but I figure small (4 or 5 miles) straight after the swim is punishing them enough to keep me run fit. Also I’m trying not to overdo it as I still have the sore knee. Because I don’t want to do a long run after a swim I swapped my days. Long run today (Sunday) then I can swim, go the dentists, and ride tomorrow. The long run was supposed to be 17 miles, the knee thing said not to go too fast on it, so I decided to do a few hills instead. That was TOUGH! But I had enough in me to make it home without any worry of quitting. Then I did an hour on the bike trainer. It was hard to motivate myself to start again, but the session was surprisingly easy, especially for a fitness building plan. As I say, if I can stay on the aero bars for virtually the whole session, after that beasting on […]

I’ve jumped straight back into my latest obsession. For once I’m not avoiding the swim. I suck at it, but I have a plan. I’m trying to swim at least 3 times a week, that will build up strength, and every session I’m working on my faults. I’ve an ongoing battle with the breathing. I need to keep my head in the water and my mouth has to barely clear it. That is tough. But it’s something I’m committed to mastering. I’m having better luck sorting out my stroke. There is a simple drill to stop you windmilling. Basically keep the front hand stretched out until the other hand slaps it in passing. As soon as I stop thinking about it I go back to windmilling and one stroke just disappears in a powerless flop. But I’ve managed to do a few lengths where I stick to it. I’m hoping it will become muscle memory. The other thing I’m working on is rotating on to both sides, so I have a high elbow, clear of the water. And forcing my chest down to make my legs stay up. I’ll work through my faults as best as I’m able, building some strength in the process, then I’ll book a one to one session with a swim coach. In the last week I’ve done three swims. I found out on the second swim, my watch, by some voodoo, can record laps even in an indoor pool. Cool. Way better than manually clicking the ring-like device I was using last time, I always missed clicks. Swimming is my big challenge on triathlon. I’m weak and slow. I always think if I’ve beat the cut off for the swim section I’m on to finish the race. That’s why, this time, I’m determined to crack swimming. For a half tri it’s a 1.1 mile swim with a 1 hour 10 cut off. I did 53 minutes swimming on my second go and covered 1.05 miles. It’s in the bag! The next discipline is the bike leg. For a half its 56 miles. In the past I had a Canyon all singing, all dancing tri bike that cost thousands. And I was crap. So it made the bike an embarrassment. All the gear, no idea. This time I wanted a cheap bike that was good enough. I stumbled across Quintana Roo brand. They specialise in tri bikes. I’ve gone the way of fitting tri bars to a road bike in the past, but he geometry is always compromised then. I saw a few on eBay for around £400+, which is a good price compared to thousands, but they were all too big. Then I saw one for £200, in a S/M size, and the seller was 5′ 6″! Perfect! I set a bid sniper and got it for the asking price. The only downside is it was collection only in the ghetto of Kensington, London village. I thought going late on a Sunday I would have […]

I’ll not lie, I did not see this coming. I stopped looking at motorbikes, yay! Then I started looking at smart bike trainers. Where did that come from? I was hot on the trail of some decent bargain second hand ones. Used is a bit of a gamble, but the reviews said one of them was built like a tank. The latest model of it has wifi connection, which I would like, but that one is over £500 second hand. Then one of my Bluesky chums recommended the JetBlack Victory. Never heard of it. I read DC Rainmaker’s review and it sounds fantastic, he said it is basically the only choice for a sub £1000 trainer, and isn’t far off the spec of the £1k+ ones. He said the only problem is getting one, as demand is outstripping supply. It’s £400 brand new and has the wifi connection! It’s supposed to be silent and really good at the smart trainer thing, with smooth transitions. My Elite one makes a nasty grinding noise, is noisy, and when it hits a hill goes from spinning to standing on the pedals immediately. It’s brutal. OK, so I’ve just switched my obsessing. Wendy called it. But a smart trainer is a slippery slope. If you’re running and cycling… I’ve joined the gym and I’m going for a swim in the morning. And I’m bidding on a tri bike. AAARRGGGHHHH! I’m back at triathlon. I totally did not see that coming. I was looking at some half distance races. The Outlaw one is in May (too soon) with another in July in Norfolk (I think) which I was considering, but it’s £240! For a half! I’ve spotted one not much further than the Outlaw (Nottingham) at Rutland Water. It’s a half, a lake swim, pretty flat and fast bike leg, tarmac run. It sounds great. And it’s £159. If I don’t drown tomorrow I’ll sign up. I’m quite buzzing off it. Next day… I forced myself to go for a swim this morning. I managed 50 minutes in the pool, with a rest most every 50 meters. I watched (and bookmarked) a rather excellent swimming video last night. I’ll try and apply it. Today was mainly about focusing on slapping my leading hand (not windmilling, leaving the front hand stretched far out until the other hand passes it) and breathing. As I focused on one aspect I lost the other. I was breathless at first, until I remembered you rotate and breathe in, as soon as your face is underwater you start breathing out. The front hand slap made me realise how often I was wasting a stroke by letting my arm just flop backwards as I was breathing. Lots of things to work on, but there were brief moments when it felt like it was working. While I was at the leisure centre anyway, I did some gym work. 30 minutes (15k) on the bike trainer, then straight into 4 miles at sub 8.30 […]

I ended my last blog by saying that I was going to get help for my bike addiction. It wasn’t a joke. Before I’d even collected my latest bike I wanted to get back to window shopping motorbikes. I love looking at them, weighing the pros and cons, and generally enjoying the thrill of the chase. The trouble is, while 98% of them I can dismiss as ugly, meh, too dear, etc, etc, there is a consistent 2% that pop up and are ridiculously good bargains. I know I’m not going to see that bike for that price again. Then I have to try and hold out and prevaricate for the few days until it sells. Or, like the CB550/Four, I will end up buying it. The only way to avoid the trap is to not look. But when I’m bored I love to look. For a long time it was a joy for me to be able to buy all the bikes I’ve always wanted but couldn’t afford, but this latest purchase, while it is a bargain, and a lovely bike, was done with regret. I felt bad that I’d given in to a symptom of my condition. If I’m too self aware to enjoy the buzz of the acquisition of new bikes, it’s time to quit. Since arranging to buy this bike I’ve shut the search pages I had open. I am genuinely tired of the cycle. I’ve also found a free online BPD course. It’s called a Dialectical Behavior Therapy. It seems to be about mindfulness and being in the moment. I can only try. My running has taken a bit of a hit this week. I had to call in work and tell them I couldn’t come in at ungodly o’clock on Saturday morning, as I had to run Wendy into the hospital with bad chest pains. The doctors said she was OK, but it was not a good time. On Sunday I was picking my new motorbike up. Today, Monday, I had to drop the van off, jog the 3 miles home, then take Wendy back to the hospital for an angiogram (whatever it’s called. Where they fill you full of dye then X-ray your heart and arteries.) It’s supposed to be the gold standard test. It will reveal any constriction or blockages in the veins. She’s getting the results within a fortnight, so hopefully then they can treat her accordingly and all the nasty chest pains will go away. And the concomitant risk of instant death. So, not much running. Tuesday’s are my rest day, but I’m in at 07.20 for a twelve and a half hour shift, so I wouldn’t have been running. Again. Today I did a few tests on the CB550/Four. Apart from the low beam bulb the electrics all work. When I picked up the bike it was only running on two cylinders. The seller claimed the others kicked in when it warmed up. I checked for spark on the […]

The world is reeling from the bin fire that is the ongoing debacle of President Musk’s AmeriKKKa and social media is just one long doomscroll, so I’ve decided to try to not get dragged into foreign politics, about which I can do nothing, and concentrate on the good things. As I said on the socials, it’s not that I don’t care, consider my pearls clutched, it’s just that I don’t want to drown in impotent despair. So, good things: I think I’m finally free of the enervation of the covids. That was pretty bad for quite a long time. I was running scared of triggering it again. I just couldn’t face it. So that is excellent. I’ve regained my running mojo. That was MIA for a long time, even before the plague stopped me from running. I’ve been back to running for 3 weeks now and it’s not a chore, it’s something I want to do. Up until 3 weeks ago I had done 2 runs at the beginning of December and nothing for 6 weeks. Yesterday I did a 20 mile run and kept it under 8.30 m/m average pace. Only by 9 seconds, but I did it. I was a bit disappointed in myself that I couldn’t keep it at 8.10, but then the other runners on Bluesky said they were impressed with my pace and distance, so I had to get over myself. If you slag off your own achievements, however sincerely, you risk insulting those who are currently achieving less. It’s something I really have to remember. Talking of learned responses, in conversation last week Wendy casually threw in that she’d said to another BPD person “but you’ve got empathy”. Which is to say, I do not. She didn’t mean any harm by it, and thought I knew. I knew I didn’t care, I hadn’t realised it was because I had no empathy. She’s right, of course, now I review it. I recently offered to give someone a lift home on the day their dad had died and it wasn’t until Wendy said that I realised they would be upset. It’s better that I know, but it was a bit of a bombshell. That’s proper sociopath stuff. Not good. I digress, good things. Tomorrow I start my 12 week Advanced Marathoning plan. 8 miles general aerobic then 10x 100m strides. It’s a tough plan, but, if you don’t break, it’s effective. Predictably there’s been bike drama and stress. I’ve still not finished the last job on the Harley yet, but I’ve been window shopping bikes. Apparently this is the time of year for bargains, after xmas, when the credit card bill comes in. Anyway, even if I wasn’t buying I love looking. Which invariably leads to me buying. *sigh* I’ve seen a 1979 Honda CB550/Four, running but needs the carbs sorting by the sound of it, looks to be in really good condition, advertised for £1,500! I offered £1,400 and he’s accepted. I’m picking it up […]