“It doesn’t matter if you’re sprinting for an Olympic gold medal, a town sign, a trailhead, or the rest stop with the homemade brownies. If you never confront pain, you’re missing the essence of the sport” – Scott Martin
Suffering is bandied about a lot in cycling. It is a badge of honour that riders will wear when they are seen to be able to accommodate higher loads of it. Some people seem to be able to take pain like they are eating an apple in a deck chair, whilst others put their hand up and say ‘enough’ at the slightest difficulty.
Click here to read on about how to keep going when it seems impossible to do so
Riding with a fixed gear on the road gives you a feeling like no other. You feel intimately connected with the terrain you are riding on. Without the use of gears or a freewheel, you must adapt yourself to the terrain, so steep means grinding, descending is spinning, and flats are about rolling through everything.
Continue reading “Fixie In The Hills – Fixed Gear Climbing”
This is the third installment in a 3 part series. To read Part 1 click here. To read Part 2, click here.
Continued from part 2:
We got to Salt Creek some time after midnight, I really have no idea of exactly when it was. A quick water in and water out stop, and we looked down the road for a spot to sleep. The winner was literally a ditch, filled with native grass, in the open. I just cannot think of a better example of our determination to finish this ride than the fact we had a nap in a ditch on the side of the highway, in just our cycling clothes. It was bloody comfy too…
210 kilometres to go…
That is manageable. We had all ridden in excess of that on plenty of occasions. Next stop Meningie. On the way the sun came up, and it couldn’t have come sooner. Well for some of us, Sam was riding stronger than an ox. Even before the sun comes up – 48 hours into a ride, he is full of chirp. At least Pete, James and I had all shown fatigue at some point. How does this all conclude? Click for the final chapter
This is the second installment in a 3 part series. To read Part 1 click here.
(Continued)….1am rolled around, and it was back on the road. Man I felt awful. Tired, cold, and back on the hypnotic misery of the flat, dark and straight highway. I started to get small thoughts, doubting that I would make it. These thoughts always come on a long event. They are just part and parcel of pushing your limits. That’s how you know you are approaching your boundaries, because you start to feel you can’t go on.
600 kilometres to go…. This story enters a dark phase, click to read the full chapter
I ride my bike a lot. Not ‘pro-level-a-lot’, but 300 kilometres a week I think is a fair bit for a bloke with a full-time job, and a family with 2 small kids under 5. It takes a shed-tonne of planning, and a solid association with the discipline fairy to make that volume work.
But if my wife didn’t support what I did, then I wouldn’t be doing it. I get stacks of comments about how others are jealous that I get to ride so much, and how tolerant my wife must be. My wife is awesome, click to read more
The Tour Down Under is the best cycling event in all of Australia. It brings in loads of spectators from interstate and overseas, and provides a great atmosphere, all centered around the city of Adelaide. As a local cycling fan, there is no better time of year to be on a bike. It’s summer, the days are long and warm, the roads are low on traffic, and there are other cyclists out everywhere. Click to take in the Radness of riding in Radelaide
My good mate James Raison is a total jerk. He is lean, super positive, and BLOODY FAST when the road goes skyward. As such, he brings a swag of Strava KOM’s to the party, and knows better than most what it takes to nab one. Being a good 10 kegs more weighty for the same height, I am a touch shyer than him in the KOM ledger, so I asked James what it takes to prepare for and execute a ride to bag a crown. This is his method:
Read on, cause this article is pretty tops