On Surviving Aerobic Base, pt. 1: The Trainer (or,...
Disclaimer: I swear upon Tom Simpson’s memorial on Ventoux that I wrote most of this prior to my boss calling me out on his widely-perused blog, in which he also categorizes the joy and variety of stationary torture machines; which I’ll leave out for the sake of his rather astute coverage of that topic . Really. Carry on. Surviving Aerobic Base: The very mention of the phrase “Aerobic Base”...
Honey, oats, nuts...what can go wrong?
The heat in my car stopped working (intermittently) a couple weeks back. In a not-so-serendipitous turn of events, this was also the point in time where it became necessary to restock my shelf of on-bike “energy” food. With visions of $500 car repair bills dancing in my head, I peered a shelf lower only to find vast quantities of oatmeal, honey, and peanut butter. You know, all that...
You know that old adage, “It takes a village to raise a child”? I’m pretty sure it applies to bike racers, too. 2011 has been an utter whirlwind season. Originally I wrote a long, rambling epistle on how overwhelming my first year of racing was, but I kept coming back in a circular loop to one glaring thought in my mind: “Dammit Nate, you’d be nowhere without your...
The difference in fitness between the typical couch potato and a professional...– Patrick Brady, ”The Seduction of Suffering”, Peloton Magazine, Dec. 2011 http://pelotonmagazine.com/
Singing along to Frightened Rabbit while doing an hour-long tempo workout on the trainer will result in heartrate spikes and peanut butter cravings.
Cause and Effect
Cause: Effect: Homebrew (aka, “I’d rather spend the PowerClifGuHammerBar money on new tires”) nutrition working its magic on one of the most miserable stretches of Utah cycling byways around. Approximately 500 kcal of: -Amaretto honey bar made of stuff I had lying around my kitchen (250 kcal - I’ll post a recipe someday…maybe). -Honey (~100kcal)/water mix in...
A Chronological Winter Training Triptych
Saturday morning! A glorious time to be awake! Usually. Sadly, in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake, this particular Saturday was forecast to be spoiled by the first harbinger of the seasons frozen onslaught - a high of 32F and snow. “No matter!”, our tepid cycling protagonist quaffed, and engaged in the hour-long winter pre-riding ritual of donning approximately eighteen layers of...
Prudent Pablum with Nate, Pt. 2
Gummy bears coated in salt: Legitimate energy chew replacement? If I’m awake later, I’ll attempt to provide an adequate documentation of my attempts to create my own energy bars.