Today the sun came out after a forecast last night of sporadic rain, of course, we took the opportunity to go hiking at the local Audubon Nature Reserve.
A very different vibe out there during winter, we spent some time observing tracks, getting in some much needed nature time w/ the fam, and enjoying the day.
Warmed up a bit, so I decided I'd take the cyclocross rig out to give it a little go and work on our "getting to know you" period. I started my normal loop, got down to Point State Park, started under the bridge when it happened.
Saw a set of two other cyclists who had the same idea of getting out for a ride in the weather that wasn't that bad (50sF). The one rider rode past perpendicularly to me as I was emerging from under the bridge where there are steel bollards to control pedestrian traffic. The other rider, she made a tight cut left and took a line that took her right into my path.
This was only my second foray on Sunstreaker, and I had the choice of going right (over a small guard rail and a fall), cutting hard left into a bollard, or trying to hard brake. I went with the hard brake, unfortunately I was on the hoods, we both did the left right left right compensation and then she impacted her rig on my forward right quadrant. T-boned on my second ride on my new rig, by another cyclist, ah, the irony.
The impact was hard, thank God I was able to keep it together and I didn't have to lay down the bike. She was apologetic, but I was a combination of shocked, pissed, and grateful I didn't get completely laid out.
When I got home, I realized that her bar end gouged me and made my muscle on the bottom of my forearm swell up, and I got a big goose egg on my quad. DW iced me and wrapped the arm. I didn't get a good look at Sunstreaker, but I saw a huge gouge in my bar tape. On the way home, I had some bad luck and caught the edge of a paver and the front kicked out before it bit the pavement again, which saved me from eating it. Going to have to take a closer look tomorrow over the rig to make sure there wasn't more damage.
I'm at that point where the tweaks to the variables to break plateaus are very specific and progressively smaller. The last weight goal I made was 170lbs back on July 14, 2011, almost 2 full years ago.
I've revisited tracking/caloric counts to make sure that my deficit is small and I've rethought how I was protein loading. I've increased protein supplementation with an eye on around 1gm/lb of body weight, specifically after hard weight sessions. Spartacus Workout - Triple Set Scorcher, plus elements of 28 Day Fat Torch and additional cardio have been making some positive changes in body composition.
Finished watching Seven Samurai again, and a scene that resonated with me is the one where the main protagonist, Shimada Kambei is talking about the final battle. He's describing how their plans at eliminating the bandits have been successful, though the last engagement was costly. In my mind, I envisioned this year as the "final battle" or final push to reach the goals that I made back in '09.
I got to a point where the progress I had made was "good enough" and I didn't have the drive or internal motivation to make the final push. I think the combination of planning on entering an event that causes me apprehension/fear, a new opportunity of family fitness with this Saturday program (where I have access to a gym during what of late has been inclement weather) that I've taken, and some final tweaks to fueling and I'm finally prepared mentally to make the attempt at the final push.
The question is not, "Do you want this?", the question is, "How much and what effort and planning are you willing to do to get there?"
Lest anyone think I've lost my taste for XC mountain biking, here's a short film on what looks to be the sickest rock garden I've ever seen
and some crazy footage of a wave.
My best friend has indicated that he may have a copy of Insanity he can lend me. If so, then whatever it's going to take to make myself uncomfortable. Long term goals, life time successes.