yah, am now on rest for 1.5 days, and holiday! sweet. I have to say recovery is my best discipline, I am superb at it, now if only I could add it into my race…
Boxing day saw me up nice and early, and on the bike heading towards Ranigora. I had mapped the ride out and it was only going to be 160K, somewhere along the way I needed to make up 20K along the way somewhere. It started out as a nice morning on the bike, hardly no wind, and still overcast. I could tell in a couple of hours the Nor’west would come up, I was just hoping that it wouldn’t come up till I was heading down old west coast rd.
I had my new aero drink bottle on the bike. When it was fall, made handling the bike a bit different, especially when standing and climbing, almost lost the bike under me. I had a pertum multi hour bottle and a spare water bottle, the plan was all I would need the entire time was to fill the water bottles.
I just failed to have enough of the pertumaum. I was trying to sip the pertumam every 10min, didn’t work though. Half way down old west coast road, I was out of water and stomach was heavy from lack of food. I have got a bit ahead of myself…
Anyway, loburn to ashley gorge is damn boring and I just couldn’t wait for the first hill to come my way, was so happy when I saw a hill. The wind had picked up by then and in sometimes was quite gusty, almost got blown of the road at one point. Though strangely by the time I got to oxford the wind had died down. Now at this point I took a wrong turn, I don’t actually know how. I have never come into oxford from the ashely gorge direction, maybe I just got turned around. I was making my way away from Oxford, at a nice clip of rate, think this is easy. Then it started to seem wrong, this wasn’t quite right, but it didn’t click to I got to a sign pointing to Christchurch, and called the road Tram Road. Crap, bloody F#&K. I stopped at the side of the road for a few minutes swearing at myself.
Do I just keep going and make up the distance elsewhere? No, I decided, I’d probably made up that 20K I needed if I headed back to oxford and get on track. It was a slow graft back up to Oxford, and I got emotionally upset with myself. which quite frankly seems a little daft. But I eventually got into Oxford and back on track. Now I probably should have stopped again and filled up the drink bottles, but I just didn’t want to stop there again…
Once I reached old west coast rd, I was flying, tail wind and down hill. It was a hot day, and I quickly went through the 2 water bottles I had collected in the first time through Oxford. The plan had been to turn of at Chattertons road, and make my way home from there, possibly by passing Lincoln, but I didn’t need to do that this time.
I did contemplate stopping a couple of times and just knocking on someones door, but my personal shyness prevented me from doing that, and even jumping a fence and finding a water trough in a paddock. In the end I decided the closest port of call for water was West melton or Yaldhurst, West Melton was a little out of the way so I decided head down and get to yaldhurst. I not sure what the people at the petrol station thought of me, buying a bottle of water and a bottle of coke, and proceeding to drink half the water bottle at once. Anyway, I felt so much better after that, made my way to halswell and over the downs. Was amazed that my legs were still going along at the same speed they had first thing in the morning. I was just under 5K to short, but just wanted off the flippin bike.
I tried to come up with every excuse in the book for not doing the run of the bike. The good thing about a coach, you have to justify yourself, and nothing I came up with seemed remotely decent. So off I set a 20min slog around the block. All in all just under 7 hours with stops to complete.
Legs felt surprisingly ok this morning, as I headed off for a 60min Open Water swim. The water was a bit choppy, a guy got there just after me, took one look and said, nah he ain’t get in that. Waves don’t particularly bother me, so off I went. Though after doing 2 laps, I just wasn’t confident to do a 3rd by myself in those waves so called it a day.
Back home, and on went the compression socks. I had asked for some for xmas and had received 🙂 I really, really, really didn’t want to go for that run, tried to think of a reasonable explanation why I didn’t go. But I knew nothing could come between me and the long run for the week. So off I headed, I was supposed to try and simulate the wanaka course as much as poss, so decided to follow the river. It has some off road tracks occassionally, and then on the way home diverted up a couple of hills. Was glad to get home and know I could rest until Tuesday. Now just got to get through next weekend, which is somewhat the same, but harder… Jeezzz
Now I will continue to lie on the coach and watch Bablyon 5 (if you don’t know or don’t understand what I am talking about, I pity you 🙂 )