Oiy. This week. It is hard.
I’m pooped. Like, super pooped. This hard shift in my schedule is really throwing me off. And I seem to have a bunch of in office related work to do and of course I’m out of my office all week. Because, helpful. Work is work. Who’da thunk.
I’m managing. Sort of.
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I did get out for a group ride with my tri club Tuesday night. The closest thing to a group ride I’ve ever done is riding with Rob. The guy who is our club ride coordinator is a cyclist and kept half jokingly saying “oh, you triathletes” when I or another club member didn’t know something cycling-y-ish. And that’s the thing about living in a small rural town. The tri club is also the swimming club, the cycling club, and the running club. People who only participate in one of the disciplines join too and only participate in the workouts of their discipline. And that’s okay, but it sometimes makes things a bit quirky.
At one point during the ride our ride coordinator gave me a small wave that apparently meant come lead, or come draft off me..? I forget which. He tried to teach me drafting and about lead changes and what not. I tried hard to follow along and learn. And with it being a group of two cyclists and three triathletes, some group ride etiquette went out the window. Like the no aerobar rule that is typical of group rides, as all three of us triathletes rolled up with aerobars, two of us on TT’s. So the new “rule” is to stay on your hoods unless your in front or in back. So I did about 98% of the ride up on my hoods. And even without this “rule” I probably would have. The wind was brutal and shoving us all over the road, so I stayed up mostly to keep my balance a bit better. I need some core work bad.
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Also, clipless pedals *angry fist shake* We were stopped at a stop sign, waiting for traffic to pass. I had one foot clipped in and clipped out. I grabbed the nose of my saddle to shift myself over to the shoulder a bit more and went down. From a dead stand still. I think I’ve fallen more this year from a dead stop than any other time ever using clipless pedals. I’m all sorts of fail. Whatever. They make me faster. Falling just comes with the territory. I was very happy to get in over 20 miles and felt great after wards.
And, I’m planning to go for the group ride again tonight. Riding with those who are stronger riders than me will only make me stronger. And ride coordinator Spin Master gave me some good tips and invited me to his indoor spin class where you bring your own bike and trainer. I would like to keep learning all I can. The bike leg is the longest portion of triathlon, so I might as well be good at it.