Wednesday, January 16, 2013
I have had VERY little structure in my training the last couple of seasons. After upgrading to a 2 in 'cross and then getting my head kicked in trying to race Elites, I may have lost some steam at a sub-conscious level. Heck, it may have been at a conscious level. Never underestimate your minds ability to protect you, or to at least try.
I think that a departure from structure was my minds way of making it ok to suck. I did a lot of long rides, and was generally in decent shape, but my racing form was never quite there. That was never more evident than during the entire 2012 road season. Add to that the fact that Mrs. Skinny and I were trying to sell our house and then move and it was pretty much a recipe for disaster.
Late in the summer I remember vividly telling Tim O'Shea that my 'cross season would be fine. Despite the fact that I'd be moving the first couple of weeks of racing season, I'd get it dialed in and wouldn't skip a beat. Tim promptly told me I was nuts in only the way Tim can cut to the chase. Fast forward to the first race of the season, and I was a mess. Not only was I co-promoting the event, but I was moving the next week and was arguably in the worst shape I'd been in since 2007.
At that point I very seriously contemplated bailing on the whole season. I love CX, but not when I'm gasping for air and way off the back. CX will always involve suffering, but much like "naked," there's good suffering and bad suffering. While riding with Tim we discussed two options. Option A was to just let it go. Give up a season and live to fight another year. Option B was to admit that it was less than ideal, but to dial in the specificity with a laser focus and work on some late season success. With a new "fixer upper" of a house and 92 acres of land to contend with, this needed to be a group decision and at the end of the day Mrs. Skinny suggested that I go with Option B. With that said, I seriously considered Option A.
Despite having endorsed and promoted Pointway Performance, I had not been a client. I'd seen my teammates and buddies get faster, but much like a drunk knows they should quit drinking but doesn't, I simply hadn't been ready to get right.
My first few workouts were terrible. There's an art to suffering through a workout. There's also an art to not blowing up after 7 minutes of a 20 minute interval. My next bunch of races were terrible as well. The only thing I had going for me was faith in a plan. Suffering while training and getting your ass kicked in races isn't really suffering when it's a means to an end. The end in this case was CX Nationals.
Fast forward, and the structure was starting to take hold. Was it perfect? No. Were there distractions and set backs. Yes. Was I at 100% of my potential? Not a chance, but we knew that going in. During the late season local races, the form started coming together along with a decent result or two. After that it was off to New Belgium to fill in the gap before Nats. After getting my head kicked a few more times, it was time to work through the new year and head to Nats. Long story longer, I started in the second to last row and finished 37th. The USAC race predictor had me pegged for 61st place. Only 60 people started, so I had a leg up on 61st from the get go. Ironically crossresults.com had me predicted at 37th. I'd like to think that had I lined up at 37th I'd have moved up a few spots, but no complaints, I'm very happy with the result.
What's the point of this blog? I have no idea. If I had to have a point, I guess it would be this:
1. Don't be afraid of structure. It's really the only way to race well.
2. If you need structure, get a hold of Tim at Pointway Performance. Having been on the receiving end of his coaching, I have a much greater appreciation for how he can help you to maximize your potential (even when life limits your potential . . . or especially when life limits your potential!)
If you made it this far, thanks for reading!
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Over the past year or so I've noticed a bit of a change. Nothing earth shattering but more of a subtle creep that seemed to materialize in intensity for a few weeks and then kind of ebb or subside. If I may, I enter the following into evidence:
(1) I have actually looked up and considered attending an alleycat;
(2) I am starting to get the "Old Fat Cyclist" jersey;
(3) I have looked into and considered doing a brevet,
(4) I have spent way too much time looking and reading about steel frame building and the guys (or gals) who handcraft these. (I could also tell you about several options available for frame building classes.)
(5) I see the commercial for the guys with "low T" and I think hmmm.....
After somewhat suppressing and ignoring the signs for months, formal recognition of my condition (or awakening) has recently occurred. The trigger for my awakening was a chance visit I made to Cranx indoor bike park a few weeks ago. I have now visited and rode there several times since and am now spending way too much time browsing BMX related web sites as I contemplate how to explain why I need yet another bike. My brain is filled with 20", 24" 26" dirt jumper, cruiser, old school, new school, CrMo, Hi-ten, racing, Haro, Sunday Mirraco, 3 piece, double walled and so on.
How did this happen or what the hell just happened? ... less than 10 yrs ago I was doing IronMan tris, then some CX, then some road racing and some MTBing .. and now .. it's sorta scary but I believe this evolution (or devolution perhaps) may be some sort or cycling mid-life crisis .... or as I am calling it, "male cycling menopause" or MCMp. I am still unsure if MCMp is treatable as this is all new to me. Perhaps there are others of you out there with eyes wide open and nodding your heads right now .... if yes, I am here for you. I will be facilitating a group session for MCMp in the near future (probably at Cranx) as soon as I'm done checking out Danscomp.com and every other forum thread discussing the best bmx bike for a noob I can get my eyes on.