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Training Log Archive: tRicky

In the 1 days ending Jan 23, 2012:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Road bike2 2:13:55 35.41(15.9/h) 56.98(25.5/h)
  Total2 2:13:55 35.41(3:47) 56.98(2:21)
averages - sleep:6.8

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Monday Jan 23, 2012 #

7 AM

Road bike (commute) 58:45 [2] 27.27 km (27.9 kph)
slept:6.8 shoes: Giant TCR

A ride, to work! I've not done that for a long time.
7 PM

Road bike (commute) 1:15:10 [1] 29.71 km (23.7 kph)
shoes: Giant TCR

Tonight was just not my night. I (eventually) left work and very quickly realised my front wheel wasn't turning as it should so off I hopped and realised it had lost some air, though not much. Spun it around to find the cause of the problem and found a double gee stuck in the wheel, same as last week. Pulled it out and lost all the air, kept turning the wheel and found another double gee. Pretty ordinary effort, don't know where I'm collecting these from and particularly strange that I had two and the whole day for the tyre to go flat yet it failed to do so.

Thought I'd better check the rear wheel also, even though it had the Indestructible Gatorskin on it. Very annoyed to find a 10mm tear in the sidewall though, vertically rather than horizontally, as if the tyre's just split or else been cut. The silly thing's only five weeks old! With only one spare tube on me I was very dubious as to whether I'd be able to repair it and actually make it home. Changed the front one and went to ride off, only to find it now had an egg in it, so off I hopped again to try and sort it out. Failed miserably, just couldn't get the bead to sit properly, so ended up riding with the egg.

Had to stop off in Bedford to pick up some stuff on the way and it was dark by the time I left there so it was a pretty slow ride home, wondering which would blow up first - the front wheel egg, the rear wheel split or my sense of humour. Turned out the third one won the race, as I was heading up Hale Rd a car in a side street pulled out about two metres in front of me. Fortunately my stupid detector was on and I'd already prepped for a fast brake in the event of motorist failure so I pulled up just half a metre short of the motorist. Don't even know if he or she knew I was there even after almost running me over because the window was up and there was no visible reaction to my tirade of abuse.

Made it home fine from there but the poor TCR is out of action for the rest of the week now. I only have one spare tyre and both will need replacing before I can ride it again. No spare tubes left either.

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