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• Tucson Training Camp- Day 2 & 3

  2/23/2009

  

  In an effort to futher piss everyone off, i will now continue my chronicle of Training camp in Tucson!

  Day 2 of the Finkkraft Training camp quickly shifted from “recreational” to “no f#@king joke.”

  

  Yesterday’s ride ended up being a 96 mile march across Tucson, Over Gate’s pass, towards the mexican border, and back over Gate’s Pass again. We’ve got a motley crew of twelve riders, including mark, the owner of westwood Velo, Troy Kimball, and a former soigneur of the Navigators pro team- Erik Carlson.

  

  the group is mostly made up of cat 3’s and 4’s, and everyone is able to stick together in a group for most of the ride. Of course, the minute a real hill hits it breaks apart, but the climbs here are usually longer ones, and everyone waits at the top to regroup. another way for me to say this is everyone waits for ME at the top of hills.

  this huge increase in volume has definitely been a shock to the system. 5 hrs in the saddle daily is just what i need, and it feels great to do it in great weather. the combination of miserable winter training and stress at work had definitely started to take it’s toll on me, and I’m so happy i was able to get away.

  In taint-related news, my “dingleberry wonderland” (thanks schmalz) has been holding up well, thanks to the gobs and gobs of Sportique i’ve been spackling on there.

  Today’s ride was shorter but harder. We rode straight up Mount Lemmon, which is a laughably long climb. just for some context, the longest climb this chubby sprinter had ever done was probably at Green mountain. I wasn’t able to fully grasp what it means to climb for 30 straight miles. it means you’re climbing for about 3 hours. frankly, i’d rather compete in naked ice luge-ing.

  that being said, it was probably the best workout i’ve gotten in a while. it just NEVER ends. every time you make a turn, you hope that the climb is somehow magically over. but lo and behold, just look up, and there’s the road you need to get to. the climb takes you up to almost 9,000 feet, and at about 7,000 feet you’re above the snowline. just two hours ago you you were riding in 90 degree weather and now you’re in a winter wonderland. I couldve make a perverted snowman if i wanted to!

  The views are unreal from the top of the mountain. the slopes of the mountain are uncomfortably steep, and the carcasses of previous car crashes can be seen down below in ravines.

  

  Naturally, the group splintered at the beginning, with me near the back at the beginning of the cllimb. I had no problem with that- i wanted to keep my heart rate around the upper tempo/lower sub threshold zone, and had no desire to make my heart explode by trying to keep up with Roger & Co. our mini group kept it steady for most of the ride, and once we got a botle refill about halfway up, i started to feel a little better. Once your body settles down into rhythm, the climb isn’t that bad. the distance of the climb is daunting, and your mind starts to play tricks on you, but I’ve never been so happy or satisfied with finishing a climb like that.

  

  the reward for the 3 hour long climb is supposed to be two-fold. Apparently there’s a GREAT pie shop at the top of the mountain. much to our chagrin, they’re only open form Fri-sun. we settled for some fantastic Fudge instead. the other reward is the longest descent I’ve ever had the pleasure of zooming down.

  

  Due to my cannonball-like physiology, i love going down hills. The way down the mountain is full of swoopy turns and incredible vistas. the road surface was fantastic the whole way down, so most of the 45 minute long descent was in the 40 mph range. its a buttload of fun to go that fast for that long, but after a while your arms and neck start to hurt from being in a tuck for so long. We did stop to take some group photos and also point out some geological formations.

  

  a few of us hit the downhill as hard as we could- three of us were trading pulls at 40-45 mph for the last 10 miles. we all met at the bottom of the mountain and limped back home.

  Erik, who was the soigneur for the Navigator’s team, has been offfering his massage services after rides. I’ve taken him up on it for the last two days, and i can telll you that he’s got magic hands. he’s a master of Myofascial release.

  Equipment:

  the folks at Finkraft have given us the opportunity to try out some new equipment while we’re here at camp. yesterday i had the chance to try out the new Uvex FP1 Helmet. it’s the same one that the folks on Team Highroad are using:

  

  i love this helmet. its super light, has great venting, fits well, and doens’t create any pressure points on your head. I think a helmet is at its best when you can barely tell that you’re wearing one. I almost forget that i had it on a few times yesterday. i give this helmet 4/5 bacon strips.

  

  Tomorrow We’re riding out to Tombstone, about a 100 mi ride. hopefully we’ll see some cowboys and some PEW PEW gunfights!

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