Monday 31 December 2012

Chasing Pole Position

I'm a fan of Formula 1 - The cars, the maneuvers and the innovation. Take away the extravagant lifestyle and I think there are a lot of similarities with mountain biking. Both are are constantly pushing the technological aspects of their sport while competing on a worldwide level. Athletes are given new technologies to try during actual races as well. It could be a new aerodynamic upgrade for an F1 driver or maybe some new 650b wheels for a mountain biker.

One thing I really like about Formula 1 is the qualifying sessions. Constantly putting in lap after lap, searching for the smallest of gains while at the limit of your machine. Drivers try to shorten the braking zones and get on the throttle sooner without losing control and ending up in a wall. So what does this part have to do with mountain biking?

Enter Joyride 150. The long xc loop is essentially one lap of the Joyride Grand Prix and my Kona Kula Watt is the car. Coupled with my Garmin 800 and I have a means of tracking my fastest laps.


I started off with a slow warmup, to pick the lines and understand the different obstacles along the loop. After that I start to up the pace a little bit and set a baseline lap. The first hard lap was 3:00 minutes. I immediately improve on the next one to 2:34. The subsequent laps were all around the same time. It was surprising to realise just how hard it was to take off a few seconds on a lap. There was also difficulty from running into the back of other cyclists. (I called them backmarkers) Laps 10, 18, 21 and 23 were pit stops of varying lengths. Usually just getting some water and taking an easy spinning lap.

Two hours of chasing fastest lap makes for some fun and a great workout.




Tuesday 25 December 2012

Beyond the What?

What does it mean to bonk? Unfortunately for me, the word is used more often in reference to having sex nowadays but I use it in the context of cycling and other endurance sports. (So that's where I'll explain it) I'll start with the definition!

Verb

bonk (third-person singular simple present bonks, present participle bonking, simple past and past participle bonked)

1.) To experience sudden and severe fatigue in an endurance sports event due to glycogen depletion.


Ok so that's what the word means, but I want to give you a true understanding of what bonking feels like. Because before you actually experience it for yourself, (you don't want to though) words will never do it justice. 


Have you ever traveled to a big city in Europe, walked all over to each and every single one of the tourist spots, just walked all day, all over, and finally collapsed in your bed at the hotel/hostel/train car/bus stop and remarked "Oh man I'm so tired"? This is not bonking.

Have you ever stayed up really late into the night, cramming as much as possible for tomorrow's exam, only to wake up the next day in exactly the same position and then realise that you must've crashed without knowing? This is not bonking.

Have you ever gone into a Beep Test/Multi-stage fitness test, hit your absolute limit while diving for the line as you try to make it across before another beep disqualifies you and you collapse on the sidelines feeling like you're going to cough up your entire respiratory system? Sorry, you still haven't bonked


In any of these situations, you'll give it a few minutes and then you'll get back up on your feet and you'll be good to go. Bonking doesn't work that way. Once you've bonked, it's going to be at least a couple of hours before you can even think about being able to strain yourself again. When the definition says depletion, it means absolute and total depletion of any energy source your body has to burn. Sometimes people think they can will them selves on, push themselves just a little bit more and keep going. No. You can want to go all you want but there is no willing an empty tank in a car to keep the engine running. When you bonk there is literally nothing left for your body to use to make your body go.

So cue the severely reduced pace. If you pushed on, you'd be going so slow you'd be embarrassed, if you even realised what you were doing. You'll be so out of it mentally you'll look like a zombie to other people. Speech becomes difficult. Holding your head up is a chore. I think the only thing that keeps me moving in a time like this is muscle memory, the body moves on its own without any input from the brain. You automatically seek out food sources and try to gorge yourself on whatever is available. Even thinking is difficult as your thoughts come in waves of gibberish and ravenous pleas for energy but answering those pleas is too taxing.

Some people wonder if it's like some kind of out of body experience, where you're just kind of floating, looking down on yourself and unable to really experience your body like you normally would. To that I say wrong. Instead you are all too aware of every since inch of your body and how it's all screaming at you at the same time. You can feel your stomach and how it feels like it's the size of a walnut on the verge of consuming itself and imploding. You feel like the bones in your legs have turned to wet, soppy noodles surrounded by the pulverized meat that are your muscles.

Maybe once you have consumed twice your body weight in food you'll see some semblance of normalcy. But hopefully after reading this, you won't want to ever bonk and you'll eat a freaking granola bar before it's too late.

You don't want to be like me in this picture