Your Event Report?

Would you like to send me a short report of your recent running event?

I’ve been thinking recently. It’s something that happens every now and then! I have received very positive feedback on my recent blogging here on Spring Forward. It occurs to me that there are definitely others out there who are interested in recording their thoughts following an event. I would be very happy to create a GUEST space here on my blog. What would you need to do? Well, I’ve got my way of doing a report, but you’ve got your way! Why not surprise me & my readers? You can contact me via Twitter / Facebook or a message here, or simply email me at address below.

Not sure that you want to? Well, that’s ok. However, I can be reasonably sure that you’ll be delighted if you do decide to take the plunge.

Actually, looking back above: it need not be SHORT. It need not be RECENT.

If it’s an event that I’ve posted about here, I’ll link your’s and mine.

I can think of at least three potential guest reporters! If you are not keen on the idea, but you know someone who might be, just twist his / her arm sufficiently.

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All Within for Cahir, Come Out

Tour de Suir 160k, Sunday August 3rd, 2014
When I was very young , my grandmother told me the story about the stationmaster in Cahir, County Tipperary. Unfortunately he had a speech impediment and the town of Cahir became “Here”. As the train would approach, he was heard to call out: “Here ye are for where ye’re goin. All within for Here come out”
This childhood memory came back to me as I sat outside The Galtee Inn, in Cahir during the week, but it suddenly dawned on my that there isn’t a train station in Cahir. Maybe there’s part-truth there somewhere, though. It returned to my thoughts once again as we departed Clonmel Park Hotel at 8am for the 160k Tour de Suir 2014. Here we are, for where we’ re going…

I had been very fortunate to get breakfast! No milk in the fridge earlier, and coffee and bread is not exactly bike-fodder. No milk either for my usual scrambled eggs on sportive mornings. Nothing for it but to bring my bowl, spoon and muesli with me, and I thanked heaven when I found a shop open early in Clonmel. Chatting and munching prior to the start, I knew that my day was saved.

 

Stage 1 to Aherlow: While the general feeling was that the low turnout was a bit disappointing, we did not let it affect us as the 45 headed out towards Cahir at a very lively pace. The stiff westerly breeze made it all the more important to stay within the protection of the peloton. Time to Cahir was 27 mins @ 18.6pmh
The lead car pulled aside after Cahir and we were left to our own devices. I think the wise heads at the front made the correct decision to not be tempted into race mode, because of the long journey ahead. They were surely tiring from being in the wind and soon the group got a good up-and-over rhythm going well, bringing us speedily to Tipperary and on towards the first big Tour de Suir challenge. Average pace to Aherlow was 19.6pmh. That’s fast for me!
I was in the top four at the foot of the climb. Some veterans had given me a quick summary of the profile. It rises 475 feet in 1.4 miles @ 7%. This is deceptive, as there is a short almost-flat section before half-way. Up to 15% early on and a hurting 18& near the top. Time: 9m 10s.  At the front I kept a strong tempo over the first steep kilometre and eased back into a flatter section. However, the last kilometre near the top put me in the red, and I had no choice but to back off. Once I recovered and got over, I enjoyed the downhill and waited for my group at the bottom.
Descending is a bike skill in itself, a skill I am beginning to master only recently. It involves three components (that I can think of): positioning on the bike, bike handling and confidence; and it is generally accepted that confidence is the key. On this descent, the road surface is not great, but I was glad that it was dry. The group ahead were out of sight and I was alone. This meant that I was more easily able to pick my line through the bends and be safer.
Onwards then on very undulating and unforgiving roads to a very welcome banana-stop in Galbally, where we assembled a larger possee to see us through to the next phase of the battle. Distance covered 33 miles. Exactly one third of the way.
Stage 2 to Ballyporeen. A group of 10, mostly Dungarvan-based, brought a good steady pace to the proceedings: Vincent Feeney, Frank Browne, Dave Byrne, Louie Dowley, Francis Walsh and mé féin, together with other strong and equally sensible group members. Before you could say “Are we there yet?” there we were, in Ballyporeen for more bananas! We timed it well too, as we enjoyed watching a heavy shower outside with warm coffee inside! Distance covered 51 miles. Still a long way to go!

Raining outside? Ah good....sure, the grass needs a bit of rain!

(These athletes are slightly blurred after 100k on the bikes) Raining outside? Ah good….sure, the grass needs a bit of rain!

My mother grew up a few short mikes from here in a place called Kilcaroon, on mountain farmland. It is a place in the Premier County that brings back fond memories of boyhood summers. But, as the “Airplane” script goes…that’s not important now.
Stage 3: The final 49 miles was the Big Challenge, bringing us over the Vee, and on to Lismore and Cappoquin at a fierce rate of tailwind knots. The long drag up Millstreet to the Clonmel road was tough, and it was here that we began to look around to make sure that our buddies were ok. In reality, it’s not a drag. It’s a long hill. But because its only a little hill in comparison to the three big ones, it can be overlooked. Dangerous mistake! All hills are hard, and we hit this one after 130k. Safely up, we pushed on to Ballymacarbery and stopped to breathe deeply, eat, drink and sympathise with one another in advance. We knew what was ahead! Powers the Pot rises more than 900 feet over 3.5 miles @ 5%, but it has the advantage that it’s a constant incline, rather than varied steepness as was the case with Aherlow. However, after nearly 90 miles of cranking it along it must be given lots of respect. “Multo respecto”, the Romans would say about this. Twenty-two minutes later I crested the top, unable to shake off Francis, despite trying hard! When w all regrouped at a junction on the descent, it was with a huge sigh of relief. Finally, the windy descent (as in twisted, not with wind) on good surface to Clonmel was thrilling, and we arrived safely and without mechanical mishaps to the finish line, to be presented with our unexpected medals.
Miles: 100.7
Time: 5:52
Pace 17.7 mph in old money
Verdict: A joy to be in a good working group all day!

Man of the Match: Louie Dowley, off the bike for nearly three weeks. When he needed to find an extra gear, he got it from somewhere deep! Chapeau, old chap!

Tweet-of-the-day:

 

Vinny & Dave...big engines!

Vinny & Dave…big engines need food and coffee!

Breakfast. A car-bootful of muesli

Breakfast. A car-bootful of muesli

The three-day Suir Valley race, finished on the very same Power’s the Pot the following day and was won impressively by Mark Dowling. Well done, young man! Here’s a StickyBottle. report. As we crested the summit on our version of the race, there were no supporters to cheer us on. Just ourselves and some lonely sheep!

Mark Dowling. Winner, all right! (Photo: Dave Coleman DC Images)

Interestingly, in order to add a touch of race reality to the event, we were chip-timed, and I received this text shortly afterwards. I was tempted to reply indicating that it did not take account of our time eating bananas and drinking coffee, but it was a no-reply number. All is well!

Chip-time for bananas & coffee was 44:46. Must improve...

Chip-time for bananas & coffee was 44:46. Must improve…

Finally, to round off one of my rather long event reports, I mentioned the story to Vinny Feeney about the day myself and Philip Cleary met a bull standing in the middle of the road just before Ballyporeen. Back about ten years ago, I’d say. We had been cycling from Limerick, and were suddenly stopped in our tracks. The bull looked dazed, and we ventured carefully past, hugging the ditch, walking inside the bikes for protection! Vinny laughed back, because I had forgotten one important part of the story…Vinny had been there with us that day too! Just goes to show… I would have remembered it if I’d been blogging back then.

 

Event reaction on the twitter-thingy:

 

Have you any stories of being attacked while cycling? Now’s your chance to share…

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Páraig

Plan A

There’s no run this week. None last week either. I’m feeling a bit like a Garth Brooks fan: ready to rock, but nowhere to go.
However, instead of reviewing a completed event, let me preview instead. I knew that as soon as my triathlon debut was over I would shift focus to the bike because there’s a big agenda coming up in mid-August.
Here’s a list of my planned events:
July 27 Tour of Meath 160k
August 3 Tour de Suir 160k
August 10 Tour of Kildare 110k

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August 11 Armagh to Derry 174k
August 12 Derry to Enniskillen 138k
August 13 Enniskillen to Armagh 124k
August 17 Cork to Limerick via Killarney 172k
August 18 Limerick to Cork via Waterford 209k
August 24 Tour of Waterford 160k

In addition to these events, there will be plenty going on in between. I have settled back in with Dungarvan Cycling Club Group 3 on Sunday mornings. Our usual is approx 90k, and this is being added to week by week as we look towards higher mileage needed for selected events.
To get me up to completing several 160k spins, I know what’s needed. I have completed my base weeks, and now I’m ready to up the distance on selected weekly spins to approx 120 / 130k. I will knock back the pace a bit for these longer ones.
Additionally, I will look very carefully at my recovery between long spins. My favourite part of long-distance cycling is the two short spins built in each week at a very very easy recreational pace. There are three rules:
1. There must be coffee and a scone. Maybe even jam!
2. No watching the clock. Watch the ripening wheat instead.
3. Devote a short few minutes to appreciate my health, and to step in the shoes of life’s sad situations. Recently my mind has been flooded with images of Garth Brooks fans. Follow with slight chuckle, and return to rules 1 and 2.

These easy spins are very important. They being real enjoyment, they relax tired muscles and release any lactic acid built up from harder sessions. Ideally, these easy spins will be completed the day after the longer spins. Other factors to be considered: good nutrition, good hydration, recovery sports drinks after long spins, good sleep and some Guinness.
I’ll be sure to update you as my plan progresses…

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I did go along to the Kilmac Trail Run last week. It sure is an event with a difference! Have a look at the difference in the picture below…

My plan was to turn the number upside-down if things did not go to well

This surely deserves a separate post? Yes… Watch this space!

Ballymac Comeragh Tour 2014

START

START

Weather: cool, mostly cloudy, mist and showers through the day.
Distance: 92.5 miles including my cycle from Dungarvan and back before and after.
Food: top class!
Registration: quickest I’ve ever seen! A young girl perhaps 9 or 10 had me sorted within minutes with a smile and all the information I needed.
Charity: Special Olympics
Organiser: Martin Moore
Overall: 10 out of 10

2014 comeragh tour 5

Thanks to Dave / John once again.

I biked up at 8.30 with my friend Declan and after the above-mentioned registration and warm coffee we headed off in misty rain about 10 minutes before the peloton. A lovely NE tailwind speeded us uphill towards Dungarvan, and on the Colligan descent our favourite photographers Dave & John were in place to provide the evidence!

Colligan descent

Colligan descent

On then to the Pike climb. Here, we steadied the ship and went up sensibly, saving a bit of energy for the headwind section to Carrick. Just before Leamybrien we were delighted to see a large group pass by, led by Pat Dunford,  top runner-turned-biker. Declan and I nodded to one another. This was the group to sit in with! And certainly it was grand to be towed along at a good pace. At Mahon Bridge this group of 14 turned left for Mahon Falls, and we proceeded straight on towards Carrick. Once again we were joined by several others to form another group. However, this time it was Declan and myself who did the driving! Providing huge assistance to us also was DCC’s Eamon Doherty. Within a short number of miles a number of others had joined us, some helping and others saving energy on the back. No problemo… That’s allowed too!
Soon the lovely sweeping downhill to Carrick beckoned, and for most of us the much-awaited water stop. Plenty bananas, bars and jelly-babies as well to stock up the energy levels. There was also a very pretty photographer snapping us as we headed for the bananas!

Oh God, which one?

Oh God, which one?

A group of 5 who had worked with us into Carrick arranged to leave together and stay together to Clonmel, and within minutes we were joined by a strong DCC contingent including Trevor, Tony, Dwayne and Maurice, (I bet I left someone out…) and on we rolled at a nice tempo. However, I punctured after about 10 miles. Declan pulled in with me and we assured the lads that they should keep going. Anyway, as it turned out, Declan just wanted to take a few shots of me in repair-mode. This was to be puncture number one of two for me. Seems I was too much focused on trying to smile to the camera through the misty light rain rather than checking the tyre properly!

Repair-mode

Repair-mode

Back on the bikes again we joined up with the popular DCC guest rider Paul from Limerick with his wife Ber and daughter Michele and we enjoyed the company until Clonmel. The slight uphill drag to The Hidden Inn once again sent out a warning to our tiring legs. We had an hour cycling before the event and remembered that we would have more miles to home after Ballymac, so we paced it sensibly. Near Fourmilewater the light rain started again and with that my inevitable second puncture. Murphy’s law. But as we were within smelling distance of food and coffee / soup, we didn’t mind too much. No photos this time though! I was grateful to Martin for being in the right place in the support van to give me a track-pump to get good tyre pressure for the last few miles. Go raibh maith agat!
Finish: good food and good chat with friends. We did not linger too long. The journey back was before us. Climbing the hill a second time was no bother and we arrived in Dungarvan safely, having had a great day out.
Declan had biked in from Stradbally to meet me earlier, so he had to soldier on for a further 10 miles alone. I did suggest joining him, but it was only in jest. Rule number one: do what you need to do… no more, no less!

The Lady Belle did tempt me later in the evening, but I snoozed in the armchair until near closing. Sure, maybe I’ll head over for a few nice Guinness tonight.

 

Sincere thanks to all stewards, marshals, caterers, fellow-riders for a great event.

More photos here.

Full gallery pictures of the event, and previous years on Ballymac Cycle FB page. Several million photos of several million cyclists. Most are really pretty!

Photo credits: Dave Coleman, John Coleman, Dan McGrath, Nicola  Moore Moroney and unknown others.