Three Big Ringers braved the elements to make fools of themselves riding mountain bikes at the OBC Paris Roubaix on the weekend, in celebration of the Paris-Roubaix race. Here we are at the finish (picture unceremoniously stolen from Craig's Blog, where you can read a longer account):
In the end, the ride was 76km which we covered in about 3hrs and 2 minutes, putting us in about 90th spot of the 115 entrants. Now, to be fair Craig and Fritz could have easily finished a fair bit higher (even on mountain bikes!) if they hadn't been waiting for me to catch up after every hill in the 2nd half. It was nice to have team mates watching out for you, even if they were the ones who broke you in the first place. Fritz, I owe you a beer.
Now, it's not like I didn't know I was going to blow up, it was more of an experiment to see when. I had done the CycleLogik group ride the week before and was quite pleased to have been able to run for a full 2 hours at about 85% of my max HR. Trying to keep up with Craig and Fritz however had me running at 90% (just over my threshold). I figured this was a good opportunity to see how long I could last doing that. About 90 minutes it turns out:
The good news is that when we slowed down to my pace, nobody passed us and we still reeled in and passed at least two groups of people on Cyclocross bikes. The bad news is that my legs were none too pleased doing 40km of commuting today.
After the race, we had some of the best hot chocolate ever made (according to Craig). The secret recipe you ask? NoName (tm) powder, hot milk, mixed in with three and a half hours riding in the cold with mud splattering all over you.