Mercy College updates. I really wanted to scrap the whole thing and start from scratch given it's in the old mapping style (including having every single pole marked with an X) but they didn't want it done that way and in the end it wasn't too much of an effort.
On a day when I wasn't overly enthused about the idea (but when am I at that time really?) I checked outside and there was the possibility of rain so I took the TCR to KP because I never ride the Trek in the rain except for every second time I take it out it seems.
Mark and Ben both showed up although I thought for a bit that they might not given the cloudy skies. It started raining when we started riding and Mark suggested that perhaps the forecast wasn't overly accurate (but when is it really?) when it stated a 40% chance of rain. I figured he must have misread it and that it actually meant it was going to rain for 40% of the day. In fact it got so heavy during the ride that one of Mark's tyres gave up in protest and went flat, hence why the last lap wasn't too fast because we stopped but he had no way to fix it so Ben and I continued on alone - alone but for the company of each other except when I fell off the back on Forrest Dve but decided enough was enough and mowed him down - at a moderately sedate pace.
Ben told me not to crash on the way home given my race load over the next week or so. Some motorist at the roundabout at the top of Mount St didn't like that idea and promptly forgot to stop for me as I was going through but I am ever ready for cars on the road given I naturally assume they are going to do something dumb around me and was able to pull up before I plunged headlong into the side of it.
Thankfully it only rained for about 40% of the ride home. It didn't even bother to rain on my drive in to the Optus Stadium induction I had to suffer through (somehow I've been assigned to retail food and drink sales, which was probably the last preference on my list).
Road bike47:10  18.19 km (23.1 kph) shoes: Giant TCR
Recovery ride around the block on the short loop because I couldn't really be motivated enough to do anything longer, namely due to:
-Tash telling me my laptop probably won't be covered under insurance because it was 'unattended' at the time of the theft
-I booted my unshoed little toe on the door frame just before I left
Wore my Tiger AR kit because I seem to be running out of cycling clothes so it was a last resort.
Got high beamed by a truck driver tonight on my way home. When I was halfway through overtaking him (or her) he decided it'd be a good idea to put his (or her) indicator on to change lanes but I don't know if that meant I was supposed to speed up to get past or slow down and let him (or her) through given that truckies own the road so I just kept overtaking at the speed I was going. I guessed the number of brain cells of the truckie if divided by one would result in a single digit number so didn't let it bother me too much.
I was going to put out tapes for Tash's event too since she was too sick to go down and do it with me but I didn't end up doing it because:
a) I couldn't be bothered because my legs were sore
b) I didn't like her courses
c) the entirety of the bush south of Pile Rd is now out of bounds due to "Fireline Rehabilitation", which means she'll probably now have an A4 map
Despite (a), I figured I didn't drive all this way down to just ride crappy logging trails so rode much of the single track at Mt Lennard. I encountered many more cyclists (4) and dogs (1) out there than I anticipated. Almost rode the Millbrook Trail since I hadn't ridden it before but decided not to because I didn't need the additional 200m of climb that the ride gives you and I was almost out of water and definitely out of energy.
Got home to find that Tash had approved changes to our NZ flight without checking that Crapstar had changed our flights to a whole 30 hours later, meaning we arrive in NZ not on the Thursday as we previously were scheduled to do but now early on Saturday morning instead. That screws us around for the Saturday event in NZ - we will make it but it's going to be bloody awful driving from Christchurch to Dunedin to get there in time for the event after an overnight flight. Now trying to sort it out with Crapstar they are telling us if we want to change it again that it's going to cost us. Fucking ridiculous that it took them six months to tell us we won't make our Melbourne connection (apparently we need 2.5hrs) and we were supposed to leave in just three days from now.
Falcon score event with Q&A - all number related questions and then add up the total to get the result. I don't generally like having to write stuff while on the bike (or ever) but it wasn't too bad with all single digit responses although I made the early decision to carry the question sheet in my hand rather than on the map board because it would have been a hassle unpinning it all the time.
Double sided A3 map was a bit of an issue. It needed two refolds for the first side and then again for the second side but I figured it wasn't going to cost me all that much time and ended up "winning" by over seven minutes even though I added up my score on course and everyone else did it after they got back. Only error was in my adding as I ended up with a different answer to the official one.
Putting out tapes for Bussell Brook MTBO event. Someone's been busy on the map and gotten rid of about 80% of the logs I had mapped previously, which totally ruined one of my routes. There's actually been a lot of bulldozing going on and some of the tracks that hadn't been used in a while have now gotten much better. Some logging in the arboretum too, which I thought was one of the places they wouldn't be allowed to log but I guess they do what they want.
I had bunch of issues today:
-My Oregon, the batteries for which I only charged a couple of days before, went flat in about 1.5hrs. Unfortunately I had spares but left them in the car because I didn't think there was any way that fully charged batteries would die within five hours.
-The two pens I took to do map changes both stopped working. I had a spare but left it in the car because there was no way that two pens would stop working.
-I found some blackberries. Fortunately for the riders they will avoid most of them but I decided to ride through a bunch of them for fun. I got my legs torn up a bit.
I was at least sensible enough to take the Ay-Ups out on the ride and lucky too because it got dark a long time before I made it back.
Road bike hills 1:20:34 35.67 km (26.6 kph) +592m ahr:144 max:191 shoes: Trek Madone 5.9
I spent the morning otherwise occupied out at Karrakatta so given my proximity to the area, I decided to do a Hurty Hills loop because why the hell not? My log tells me the last time I attempted this was 15 June 2016 so a fair old while ago.
Despite the complete absence of hill sprints of late, I didn't totally suck at this and in fact my cumulative time for the nine hills put me only two seconds down on an overall PB without actually doing any individual PBs whatsoever so I guess the endurance is still there.
May have indeed taken the overall if not for the instance when I was going for the slingshot around the corner onto the Durston Rd hill and had an oncoming car turning right onto the same street. The dickwad looked like he was going to wait for me (I had right of way) but then went halfway through the corner, stopped again then just as I was about to take it, so did he, meaning I had to take major evasive action to avoid ending up as a dent on the side of his wankermobile. So not only did I have to slam on the brakes to avoid being crushed but I also lost all momentum into the hill. Lost that one by ten seconds although the SWerly didn't particularly help either (Reabold east and Ewen east were the other ones I was ten seconds behind on but I thought I made a good attempt of both).
Reabold west I did my usual out of the saddle effort as it's the grand finale and only lost out by one second so a nice attempt. Legs were sufficiently trashed afterwards.