Sunday saw the end of my TransRockies training…hoorah!!! A grand total of some 4,700km over 280 hours. Now all I have to do is get through the dreaded taper, get me, my team mate, and our bikes safely to Canada, and then just the little matter of the race itself, and I’m done!
The last few weeks have been tough…finished off with 3 days back to back, covering 68km, 76km and 82km. I felt (and was) very slow on Friday in the North Downs, was a bit better on Saturday (we set a new PB for our South Downs route – nearly 20 mins quicker), and I was positively buzzing on Sunday in the Chilterns – not sure if it was “end of training” buzz, all the hard work paying off, or the catering at Team Millichamp, but it felt great! And we even made it up the dreaded Stoner Hill…always a good measure of fitness! (Still can’t figure out why everyone else seems to ride down Stoner Hill….wierdos).
During Saturday’s ride, I was inspired to have a photographic theme for my TransRockies – Mark™ fixing his punctures!
The only problem I can see is that at the rate he gets punctures (3 on Friday), I’m going to need a bigger memory card!!
Sadly my inspiration was short lived, ‘cos I forgot to take a picture of him fixing the second one (probably because it was only 2 minutes after puncture number one). Oh, and Mark™ has now come up with a sure-fire way to stop himself getting punctures….no, he hasn’t gone tubeless…er…almost the opposite in fact…he now carries 4 spare tubes around with him!
So now I’m tapering – I hate tapering. I really, really hate tapering. Your mind plays tricks…it convinces you that you’re going to lose all your fitness, every little ache and pain is a major injury, every sniffle is the ‘flu, every cough is a major chest infection – and woe betide anyone who comes near me coughing and sneezing!!! (Having said that, my office does sound like a TB ward right now…what a sickly bunch!). Maybe I should get me one of those surgical masks (no comments about just putting a bag over my head, thankyou!).
Right…I need to go and dismantle my bike and pack it up for its holiday, and finish my packing list…this time next week, I should be on the shuttle bus to Fernie..fingers crossed!