• 50m
  • 17.00 miles
  • 20.40 Mi/hr

Kinetic group ride on Zwift

Went to lunch with Steve and his buddy, Larry. Tried an Asian dish that featured tempeh. I've had plenty of tofu but this was my first try at tempeh. I was kind of meh about it, didn't care much for the texture.

  • 23m
  • 1.40 miles
  • 16m 26s /Mi

Got out and walked/jogged around the neighborhood. Here and there are houses with Christmas lights up.

Kind of a slow day at work which was a nice change that afforded the chance to pack some stuff up and move it into my new office. The IT guys will move my computer and printer on Wednesday. Felt good to pitch a lot of stuff that I was hanging onto for no reason other than not knowing what to do with it.

I agreed to serve as webmaster for our local bike club's site. It's built on some proprietary platform that a company called ClubExpress administers -- the back end looks a little clunky and the site itself certainly is nothing to write home about. I checked out some other sites on ClubExpress and realized the issue isn't the platform itself, it's more that the current webmaster hasn't done much with the site. He acknowledged that he hasn't bothered to learn how to improve the site, but in his defense, he's been doing this thankless job for 9 years and is ready to turn the reins over. I guess there's some disagreement in the club on how Facebook and traditional web are supposed to work together. Probably a common issue. ANYWAY, I'm kind of excited about it.
  • 3h 00m
  • 38.00 miles
  • 12.67 Mi/hr

The "Dirty Petersburg"

Met Brenda, Joe and Keith at 9 on the town square in Petersburg. We decided t go out early for the ride. Good decision, as the dirt roads were still pretty much frozen at 9. We got into a fair amount of melting ice and slop as the day progressed. Found some other riders on our way back and rode in with them.

Brenda and I rode down to the carwash afterwards and hosed the mud off the bikes, then had lunch.

  • 2h 24m
  • 26.84 miles
  • 11.18 Mi/hr

Mike's First Annual Bonfire Ride

The cyclocross clinic was kind of "meh". The instructor was amazing --- a pro from the St. Louis area who managed to be incredibly informative, supportive and comedic all at the same time. Watching her hop on and off the bike, jump over the obstacles was worth the cost to participate, IMHO. She knew her stuff and was great at gauging experience level.

Which was the challenge -- there were 11 participants and the majority were local guys who had done quite a bit of cx already and were wanting to hone their skills. Then there was me, who had done 2 cx events, and very badly, so was basically just a beginner with no experience. And then there were 3 kids. It worked out somehow, which is a credit to the instructor's ability to manage diverse groups.

So while I enjoyed the clinic, I didn't come away with the feeling that I wanted to run out and buy a cx bike.

Mike's First Annual Bonfire, on the other hand, was overwhelmingly a success for me. I made a pot of chili and bought some brats, unsure what kind of turnout he would have. As it turns out, there are plenty of other people who don't mind riding their gravel bikes in the cold and dark. A group of 11 riders, some from Hannibal, a few from St. Louis were convening at Mike's little farmhouse when we arrived.

We started off at 4 pm and made good time getting to the town of Pearl. Temps were hovering around 42 and the roads had a bit of slop to them from the freeze-thaw. Everyone had speckles of mud on their face and stripes down their back.

The sun was setting just as we came through the Twin Culverts. I've commented about this before, but there's something almost magical about this area. The air is much cooler, courtesy of a natural spring bubbling out of the ground. With all the snow, the spring was at capacity and almost over the road.

The lead group took off at this point and I had some time to ride alone, and really enjoyed the woods in the winter. My toes were starting to feel the cold as the darkness moved in but I was pretty comfortable.

We had a blast riding the roads back to the farm. One road was a series of roller coaster hills -- you could get so much momentum on the downhill that there was very little pedaling to crest the next. The moon was sharing quite a bit of light and everyone had lights, so navigation was no problem.

Back at the farm, Mike's wife, Carrie, and his son Jason had a roaring bonfire going, and had quite the spread. We capped off the evening grilling brats and hotdogs, then made s'mores.

I'm really looking forward to this weekend -- tomorrow morning is a cyclocross clinic at Lincoln Park that is sponsored by the Springfield Park District. It's for kids or adults. And it was just $10 to register!

In the late afternoon/evening, we're going over to Pittsfield to a friend's house. Mike is really a triathlete but he organized a gravel ride that does a big loop from his rental farmhouse in Milton south to Pearl and back. About 26 miles really, so while short, it will be dark when we finish and we'll need lights. There are about 9 people planning to go. While we are riding, his son will be firing up the grill and getting a bonfire going. I'm making chili to take.

Sunday is the Dirty Petersburg ride. It's free and goes over many of the roads I use for training throughout the year. Finishes at a brewery in Petersburg. I skipped last year because it was raining and the roads had turned to mud. Looks more promising this year although it may be a little sloppy.

abake's Training Log

 November 2019 
      1 2
3 4 5 6 7 8 9
10 11 12 13 14 15 16
17 18 19 20 21 22 23
24 25 26 27 28 29 30
  • October's totals
  • September's totals
  • 2020 totals
  • 2019 totals