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Tuesday Dec 29, 2009 #
Lame walk-jog to fix lame injury 30:00 [2] 5.5 km (5:27 / km)
Another step up (hopefully the final one before starting to run properly), 1 min off/6 on, at Fishermans Bend before spending much of the day at work. The bad news was that I felt horribly sluggish, especially in the first half, the good news was that there was no sign of anything untoward in the hot spot. I think I'll take that combination, although it should be noted that there was nothing even remotely resembling a climb on this route. Rather humid.
There was a sign advertising the Melbourne headquarters of Storm Financial. I assume it is there for the same reason that the sign on the One.Tel building in North Sydney stayed there for about three years after that company's demise - no-one can agree whose responsibility it is to pay to take it down.
There was a sign advertising the Melbourne headquarters of Storm Financial. I assume it is there for the same reason that the sign on the One.Tel building in North Sydney stayed there for about three years after that company's demise - no-one can agree whose responsibility it is to pay to take it down.
Cycling ((MTBO)) 1:12:13 [3] * 14.0 km (5:10 / km)
spiked:20/20c
In yesterday's entry about my 1998 altercation with the horse in Swanston Street I was thinking of mentioning that it had been a decade since my last significant crash, but decided not to as I thought that would be tempting fate. Evidently just thinking about it was sufficiently tempting fate.
Decided to have a go at the MTBO summer series at Ballarat (Canadian Forest) - something not too extreme but a bit of a change from the (recent) training routine. Wasn't pushing it too hard with the aim being to get the 20 controls (score event) inside the 75 minutes, something which looked eminently achievable. Riding itself was reasonable - fun to get on some smaller tracks, although my technical skills are pretty well non-existent (and my downhill daring equally non-existent) so others were outriding me fairly comprehensively on those sections (and I was getting off the bike a bit more than they were - although partly that's because I'm on medical orders not to stand up in the saddle, which limits my hill-climbing capabilities a bit).
About 80% of the way through I was coming downhill on single-track (not too steep) into 44, went sideways to miss a rut and went straight into a protruding bit of vegetation (looked like a grass-tree base), leading to a significant crash. It wasn't especially high-speed (maybe 15-20 km/h) but I landed hard and felt quite shaken up. The most significant damage appeared to be to my left hand, so holding the handlebars was a challenge for the rest of it, and I was also feeling a little dazed, but managed to get through the last 10 minutes and made it home.
The hand is badly bruised (I think - I'm reasonably confident nothing is broken because I can bend and straighten it OK - it just hurts to do so - and it hurts less when I move it). It did mean that my route choice home was determined by minimising the number of gear changes (normally I'd go Bell Street rather than the Ring Road). I was actually impressed with the number of bits of body I managed to damage in the one fall (also the other hand, both knees, chest area and chin - although I think the last of these was inflicted by the helmet strap/buckle, perhaps an indication that this could have been worse). Hopefully nothing too serious. I haven't done MTBO for four years, and it might take me that long to forget tonight.
Decided to have a go at the MTBO summer series at Ballarat (Canadian Forest) - something not too extreme but a bit of a change from the (recent) training routine. Wasn't pushing it too hard with the aim being to get the 20 controls (score event) inside the 75 minutes, something which looked eminently achievable. Riding itself was reasonable - fun to get on some smaller tracks, although my technical skills are pretty well non-existent (and my downhill daring equally non-existent) so others were outriding me fairly comprehensively on those sections (and I was getting off the bike a bit more than they were - although partly that's because I'm on medical orders not to stand up in the saddle, which limits my hill-climbing capabilities a bit).
About 80% of the way through I was coming downhill on single-track (not too steep) into 44, went sideways to miss a rut and went straight into a protruding bit of vegetation (looked like a grass-tree base), leading to a significant crash. It wasn't especially high-speed (maybe 15-20 km/h) but I landed hard and felt quite shaken up. The most significant damage appeared to be to my left hand, so holding the handlebars was a challenge for the rest of it, and I was also feeling a little dazed, but managed to get through the last 10 minutes and made it home.
The hand is badly bruised (I think - I'm reasonably confident nothing is broken because I can bend and straighten it OK - it just hurts to do so - and it hurts less when I move it). It did mean that my route choice home was determined by minimising the number of gear changes (normally I'd go Bell Street rather than the Ring Road). I was actually impressed with the number of bits of body I managed to damage in the one fall (also the other hand, both knees, chest area and chin - although I think the last of these was inflicted by the helmet strap/buckle, perhaps an indication that this could have been worse). Hopefully nothing too serious. I haven't done MTBO for four years, and it might take me that long to forget tonight.
Note
(injured)
Suspected broken bone in left hand from MTBO crash.