65 for 65? You Bet!

We did it!

Yesterday was my 65th birthday.

An old friend, Walter Emory, started a tradition many years ago that some of my friends are trying to keep alive.  That is riding your bike a mile for every year you are old on your birthday.  (Walt still did it on his 86th birthday!)

You know I’ve been a couch potato for too many years.  And, hey, my birthday is in February.  It’s cold in February in Denver.  Want any more excuses?

I’d found plenty.  Then I started my Quest for 65.  We didn’t make it to Steamboat Springs as planned… so no more excuses.  I got up yesterday determined to ride my trusty Serotta 65 miles.

My friend Rick Raddatz joined me.  Other friend Tom Trotter and a buddy of his joined us for a while.  Despite getting lost… and a few other things I won’t bother to relate here… I DID IT!  And I have to tell you – I’m damned proud.

So how, you ask, did I treat myself after the ride was over? Ms. J and the Farris’ and I went out to dinner.  Among other things… I had TWO lobsters – and nary a pang of guilt.

Can I talk you into taking up the tradition?  It is a great one!

 

A Crazy Birthday Idea…

I was riding my daily bike ride with friend Rick Raddatz today. We were shooting the breeze… you know, like guys do on a ride.

You will remember Rick decided to ride the Santa Fe Century with me maybe a couple months ago.  He started from a not very good place… and has made amazing strides.  It is now hard for me to keep up with him some days.

As we were riding up a bike path in East Denver Rick asked: “if I tried to ride my bike 100 miles now, could I do it”?  (Today we rode 30 miles – the farthest Rick has ridden a bike in one day in his life).  My answer: “you could probably make it… but the last couple hours would be very painful”.

“What would hurt”? he asked.  My answer: “your back, butt, thighs and hands”. “How much would they hurt”?  ”A lot”, I answered.

My 65th birthday is next Monday, 2/4.  The plan was to go to Steamboat Springs yesterday… and stay 10 days (through my b-day).

And then Killer happened?  Killer?  Yup – Killer.

I’m a cat guy.  Yes, I love dogs, too… but I’m really a cat guy.  The last of my two cats (Fearless) died last October.  Ms. J has been asking when I was getting a new couple kitties.  I kept saying I didn’t know.

Until Saturday.  We had been working a trade show all weekend.  On the way home, Ms. J says ‘let’s go past the Dumb Friends League and see if they have any kittens’.  They did – ONE.  His name was Bart – and he stole my heart. He’s 5 months old… a neutered male.  Now is name is probably going to be Killer.  We brought a very scared cat home Saturday.  And I don’t think it is fair to leave a scared kitty and go off to the mountains.  So… I’m still at home.

I may not get to Steamboat this weekend because I don’t want Killer to be terrified in new surroundings.

Anyway, back to Rick.  I told him my friend Walt Emory started a tradition many of us have (sometimes) upheld.  Walt rode his bike a mile for every year he was old on his birthday well into his 80s.

Rick isn’t ready for 100 miles in a day yet.  Neither am I.  But I bet I could make 65.  And I just may… next Monday.

Stay tuned.

Want to join us?

Here are a couple shots of my new buddy… Killer!

 

Riding My Bike Outside in January in Denver… How Great is That?

I often talk with some of you who read this blog. For those I have not talked with… HAPPY NEW YEAR!

The week between Christmas and New Year’s was cold in Denver. We all know Rex is a wimp… So I spent a lot of boring time in my basement riding my bike on a trainer. Then, I went to Steamboat Springs for a couple days. It was only -23° one morning. I took advantage of lots of snow in Steamboat and went snowshoeing rather than sitting on a bike in the gym every day.

Guess what? It’s now gorgeous again in Denver. I’ve ridden outside for the last three days… And it is so nice today I’ll probably ride in only shorts and a short sleeve jersey! I’m so glad that most of the world doesn’t understand how nice the weather is in Denver most of the winter… Or even more Californians would be living here! :-)

I’ve been at this training stuff with Coach Len seriously for a little over two months now. Wow! What a difference a couple of months makes when you are dedicated to a goal.

Probably the hardest part of training for me on my bicycle is intervals. Yesterday was my interval day for the week. I did seven total: 2 for 1 minute each and 5 others for 3 minutes each. Generally what you do is ride as hard as you can until your tongue is being battered by the spokes of the front wheel of your bike!

Well, okay, maybe I exaggerate a little. But if you’ve never done intervals on your bike – trust me, it is hard.

Did I hurt yesterday when I was done? Yes. Could I have done this same ride with the same intensity a month ago? Not even close.

Len Pettyjohn, you are my hero. I won’t lie and tell you that it makes me happy to see in my daily emails that you’re going to work my butt off today… But I will tell you I sure am liking the results that are starting to pile up! :-)

Brrrr… Breaking My Own Rule

For years my winter cycling rule has been simple: no riding outside if it is under 40 degrees.  I would say I’d ride inside on a trainer… but the truth is that was mostly a lie.  I’ll bet I haven’t been on a trainer more than half a dozen times in any year in the last twenty-five years.

Great intentions… really wimpy execution.

It has been cold in Denver this week.  With a few inches of snow.  And not warm enough for the snow to melt.  It would have been easy to say ‘it’s Christmas and cold’.  I’ll ride again when it warms up.

And then there is the daily email from Coach Len… telling me what I need to do today to get better on my bike.

I cannot tell a lie.  I wasn’t perfect this week.  Life got in the way.  But when I did ride inside, I worked hard.

Yesterday’s (Saturday) email laid out a hard ride.  I REALLY didn’t want to do intervals and a two hour ride to nowhere in my basement.

But it was only 34 degrees by noon!

What the hell, I said.  I’m going to break my rule and gear up and ride outside.  So… lots of layers.  Multiple layers on my core.  On my legs.  On my hands.  On my feet.  Get the picture?

You know what?  I geared up about right.  And did pretty well as long as I stayed on plowed streets.  Then I guess my brain froze and I jumped on a bike path, expecting the same pavement conditions.  Wrong!  My ride North toward home was both into the wind and over more ice than I would have liked.

I made it with crashing!  After the North ride, I needed to go East (and uphill) home.  I cannot tell a lie… a stop for hot chocolate maybe 20 minutes from home was a mood saver.

After the hot chocolate… I started the uphill ride home.  And in that 20 or so minutes… I started to see the method in Coach Len’s madness.  A month ago that ride was HARD.  Yesterday, it wasn’t nearly as hard.  That, my friends, is called progress by the Old Man.

It’s even colder today (Sunday).  I haven’t decided if I’m going to brave the cold again or go to the basement where it is bbbbooooorrrrrriiiiinnnngggg, but warm.

Whichever I decide – I’m going to do it with better humor.  This stuff is workin’!

By the way… it was 28 degrees by the time I made it home late in the afternoon.

Happy New Year!

It Never Hurts Less – You Just Get Faster…

Said Greg LeMond when he was winning the Tour de France and world cycling championships.  He’s right.

I was complaining to Coach Len the other day about ‘when is this going to get fun’?  He smiled and quoted LeMond (whom he was coaching at the time).

I have to tell you I’ve come a long way in six weeks.  I’m now routinely doing things I could not have done then.  And I have Coach Len (and Ms. Jill… who puts up with this stuff) to thank.  Every day when I get up there is an email waiting from Len – telling me what I have to do today.  I groan (and often sigh… or bitch) and figure out a way to fit what has to be done on the bike today into my schedule.

There are a couple things you need to understand: (1) it wouldn’t be happening without Coach Len – I could not (or would not) be that disciplined (and I think I’m a pretty disciplined guy), and (2) it still hurts like hell… but I’m feeling IMMENSELY better about myself for doing it.

Why the hell did I wait until I was 64 to hire a cycling coach?  Great question… and I have to tell you I don’t have a great answer.  I’ve had many coaches in other parts of my life.  Why not here?

The only excuse I guess I have is ‘cheap’.  I don’t mind spending time and money getting better at my business, for example.  I’ve always put cycling in another category… you know, what I do for fun.  Why would I spend money to get better at my fun.  (Maybe my childhood was getting in the way, too.  I became a very good golfer without lessons or a coach…)

Here’s my pitch: if you want to ride the Santa Fe Century with me (or do whatever else you want get off the couch and physically do)… hire a coach to lead you through.  In my case… if you want to get on your bike, hire Coach Len.  http://PeaksCoachingGroup.com.

He’s the best.

In other news… it finally snowed in Denver yesterday (dammit).  This God-awful contraption is now my companion until it warms up again…

My Hurting Contraption

This Is Gonna Hurt... and Be Boring... and Good for Me

 

Rick Raddatz is My New Hero… and a Great New Website & Facebook Page by Mike Morgan

I told you a couple weeks ago that long time friend (and youngster – well, he’s 44) Rick Raddatz has officially joined the Old Man’s Revenge cause.

As Paul Harvey used to say… here’s the rest of the story.

Rick has been riding the past couple weeks.  And thinking about riding.  And getting his mind around it is OK to be out of your comfort zone while riding.

In the span of a couple weeks he’s gone from thinking he was going to die riding on fairly flat terrain for less than 10 miles to a point where he blew me away this week.

Wednesday is the day Coach Len has me ride hardest (well, along with Saturday).  Last Wednesday I decided to do a hard ride – with lots of climbing.  It was still nice in Denver (YAY)… so I texted Rick and asked him if he wanted to join in the fun.  His answer: ‘sure, what time and where’?

I was having one of ‘those’ days… and showed up late.  Rick was hanging out… waiting for me.  This ride falls most of a thousand feet to a river… then up a short, steep climb to a dam, then reverse the order in an out-and-back.  I had planned to do this as part of a longer ride – but with the late start we decided we needed to shorten it because it was going to get dark.

I expected Rick to MAYBE keep up on the downhill portion (there are some pretty steep climbs even going downhill).  He did.  What I didn’t expect… he was right with me climbing back out of the river bottom!  He didn’t feel real great at the end of the ride… but trust me, it was hard.

Rick… you are Da Man!

And in another month I’m going to be dieing… trying to keep up with this newbie on a 30 pound mountain bike!  ;-)

Today, I got a note from my friend ‘Million Dollar Mike’ Morgan.  Mike is a world-class copywriter and avid bicycle racer.  He told me about his new website and Facebook page: http://Over50Cycling.com and http://Facebook.com/Over50Cycling.

Hey, he’s another old guy (if you call 50 old) who, I can tell already, is going to be passing along great training tips, motivation, etc. for those of us who left high school a few semesters ago.

I’m going to be a loyal reader (and contributor if he asks) – I suggest you do the same.

 

Put Me In My Place…

I told you the other day I rode my bike with my old friend Tom Trotter last week. We rode one of his favorite rides… from Lone Tree to Parker (Colorado) and back. Almost the entire ride is on a bike path. No traffic to worry about, etc.

Tom is a social guy. If he sees people more than a few times you can bet he will stop and have conversations with them. We were tooling along (actually riding pretty hard) when he needed to stop to use the facilities.

We ride up to the restroom and Tom begins talking (of course) to a gentleman who had stopped for a drink of water. Tom introduced me to John… a 79 year old who pretty much rides EVERY DAY. Of the year. In Colorado!

John was telling me he plans to ride his bike 80 miles on his 80th birthday in June! Further, he may join the Old Man’s Revenge crew in Santa Fe in May.

At SEVENTY-NINE!

I’ve been feeling pretty good about myself – riding harder than I thought I could a month ago (thanks Coach Len) (http://PeaksCoachingGroup.com). I was trying to keep up with my buddy Tom – who is 69.

And we run into John, aged 79, who can ride me into the dust.

Like I said… put me in my place. You are my new hero, John!

Can It Get Any Better?

Yesterday was November 7.  I’m in Denver.  I rode my bike in perfect comfort with shorts and a short sleeve jersey!

We know snow and cold is coming… but DAMN, that was great.

Did you take advantage of the spring-like conditions in November?  If yes, tell me about it.

Rex’s Butt… Meet Mr. Indoor Trainer

I didn’t get outside yesterday… so instead of watching more election night returns talking heads… I went into the basement and set up an indoor trainer for the first time in YEARS.

Two words: (1) boring, and (2) ouch.

Words from Coach Len from Peaks Training Group: “Get used to it. Snow and cold are coming. Your trainer needs to become your friend”.  Then he went on about how I’ll be REALLY happy when I’m riding the Santa Fe Century next May that I spent winter nights in my basement on this damned thing.

Don’t ya just HATE it when someone says things you NEED to hear, but don’t want to?

Ride on…

Can an Old Dog Learn New Tricks?

Yes!

It’s too soon to tell … but I think I’m in love.

I told you a couple days ago I was going to use a power meter on my bike for the first time in my life.  Power meters have been around for years… but they are expensive and I’m a recreational cyclist and figured a good heart rate monitor was good enough to measure performance, how hard I was working on the bike, etc.

I also told you Len Pettyjohn of Peaks Coaching Group (http://PeaksCoachingGroup.com) decided to take pity on me and take me on as a student.  Trust me… I’m BY FAR the least talented, least fit of all his students… maybe ever!

Coach Len confidently tells me, if I’m a good boy and do what he says, he’ll get me through next May’s Santa Fe Century with flying colors.  He tells me what to do… I do it.  His only demand of me was that I get a power meter.  Peaks Coaching Group believes the only way to maximize a cyclist’s talent – even sorry ass talent like mine – is with great data.  The shortest path to great data is a power meter.

I bitched and moaned and did it.  WOW.  I always thought I was consistent with effort when riding.  I have to admit… I coast too often, especially downhill.  But other than that I thought I was pretty consistently pushing those pedals.  NOT!

After just two rides and watching the watts I’m generating while I ride, I can tell this thing is going to be great helping me get fitter and stronger.  I had NO IDEA that, within a block, I sometimes range from generating 50 watts to, say, 250 watts.  OOOOOOOOooooo this is going to be fun – relearning how this Old Dog can get better on his bike just from feedback from the power meter.

I’ll keep you posted on how deep this love affair is going to be… but I’m thinking it will be serious…

Have YOU ever thought about investing in one of these contraptions?  Or are you using one?  Comments, as always, are encouraged.