<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:28:18.232-05:00</updated><category term='lactate'/><category term='crit'/><category term='cycling'/><category term='race'/><category term='VO2'/><category term='study'/><category term='Plainville Spring Series'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Carbon</title><subtitle type='html'>Current Motivation: Carbon &amp;gt; Coffee</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-4975110069854320167</id><published>2010-04-19T19:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:46:55.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding Trails Fat Tire Classic MTB Race</title><content type='html'>After a hectic school week left me with exactly 1 hour on the bike since my last race, I lined up for the second Root 66 race of the year, the Fat Tire Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Winding Trails holds a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It was the location of my first and second bicycle race, ever (last race of the season in 2001/first race of the season in 2002). (either 2001/2 or 2000/1, can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;2. It's a fun course.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At it's core, the Fat Tire Classic is a roadie course. Technically, it's the easiest course of the series.  Some dudes ride cyclocross bikes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that is not why I hate the course, just a symptoms of the course itself. I hate the course because it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely unrelenting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This race is truly a time trial on knobbies.  You'll never see closer time gaps in a mountain bike race than on this course.  And while they have added some cool, flowing singletrack in past years and even more this year, it's still fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, traditionally I post this at the end, mostly because I think it's just not all that interesting.  But I was to stress how unrelenting this course is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwYVK-a3I/AAAAAAAAADw/WZGHXs7fo0Q/s1600/FTC+Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwYVK-a3I/AAAAAAAAADw/WZGHXs7fo0Q/s320/FTC+Pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004748884274034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zone 3 is over lactate threshold.  zone 2 is lactate threshold.  Out of zone is the time after I'd collapsed after the race and forgot to press the stop recording button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on to the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwXpfjmwI/AAAAAAAAADo/S1PvCryejVw/s1600/FTC+Log.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwXpfjmwI/AAAAAAAAADo/S1PvCryejVw/s320/FTC+Log.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004737159437058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race's start featured a sandy uphill to split the pack up.  The best line was to the left, so UNH's Jeff, Uconn's Adam, Uconn/Team Motor's (?) Dan and myself camped out literally ON the start line, freezing and shivering, waiting for the first call to the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was determined to not start as hard as last weekend, but I wanted the front.  My plan was to jump the line, hopefully form a front group with 2 or 3 riders, and then work together from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I jumped, kept a steady pace, ended up at the front anyway, checked back, and...I had a gap.  The sand must have wreaked havoc worse than I thought.  Anyway, the emotion that accompanies a gap quickly overcame me, and I started thinking, in a quiet, soft tone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I held back the urge, and kept a consistent pace.  Looking back about a mile in, I could see 3 chasers.  At a mile and a half, two, and by two miles, one chaser...who was closing in.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He worked his way up to me on a flat, offered to work together, and then promptly gapped me on the next hill.  I need to work on my hill climbing-I lost all three spots last week on hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was the end of the glory.  Throughout the race, I faded.  25 minute first lap, 27.5 minute second lap, and a 28.5 minute third lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third lap, I'll offer a qualifier.  I chose to slow down to pace myself with the eventual Mr. 5th place.  I'd planned to recover, let him work and kick past him at the finish.  Instead, he plowed through a 50 foot mud section way, way faster than I had the legs to do, about a half mile from the finish line.  So there went that plan.  My qualifier probably isn't worth much in terms of time, but I'll add it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my pathetic showing in the mud had me checking behind me, to see if I could relax a little and coast into the line.  Instead, up came 7th place.  Great.  I tried to put in an effort, but realized how gassed I was pretty quickly as he pulled in behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught me on the flat just before a quick uphill kick to the line, and tried to sprint past me.  I did manage to recover some dignity by starting my sprint at the right point, just as he pulled up beside me.  He let out this horrible, gutteral sound (I later learned was a leg cramp), and pulled across the line in 6th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At which point I promptly collapsed.  My sprint to defeat the leg cramper was the nail in the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lessons learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1.  Pre-ride the course at, or close to, race pace- In our pre-ride, we'd assumed about 20-22 minute fast laps, which put our efforts at about an hour.  riding ~5 minute longer laps doesn't sound like much, but it adds up.  So definitely get a feel for the length of the course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2.  Nutrition- I have pre-race nutrition settled pretty well.  My in-race nutrition sucks.  I need to force myself to suck down a gel just before and during the first lap.  I think it definitely would have helped that 2nd lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3.  Calm down at the start-Even if the gaps there, I really need to relax and follow a few wheels the first few miles.  I am really murdering myself on the starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4.  Ride more- 1 hour in 1 week= not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is up in Massachusetts, before the series takes a break and it's time to return to the tarmac.  Never raced it before, should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the totals/averages for the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwYoTZ8aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/i_8gD1yHm8A/s1600/FTC+Totals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwYoTZ8aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/i_8gD1yHm8A/s320/FTC+Totals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004754019905954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-4975110069854320167?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4975110069854320167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/winding-trails-fat-tire-classic-mtb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/4975110069854320167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/4975110069854320167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/winding-trails-fat-tire-classic-mtb.html' title='Winding Trails Fat Tire Classic MTB Race'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8zwYVK-a3I/AAAAAAAAADw/WZGHXs7fo0Q/s72-c/FTC+Pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-973318519905463382</id><published>2010-04-10T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:39:52.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopbrook Dam Mountain Bike Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsVvrqCI/AAAAAAAAADg/hXkffs81Xlc/s1600/Hopbrook+Totals.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsKNYndI/AAAAAAAAADY/QOvM9hc4HIE/s1600/Hopbrook+Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8Evrs3brvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k7ByDnp-PgE/s1600/Hopbrook+graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was my first "real" race of the year-before now, everything else has had "training" in the title.  So, I kicked off my "official" racing season mountain bike style, at Hopbrook Dam in Middlebury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 5.3 mile laps, and only two laps for sport (very short).  The fact the race was only 10.6 miles turned this race into a sprint race of sorts.  My final time was just over an hour, 1:00:39.  Really kind of disappointing it wasn't 3 laps, but what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's my log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8Evrs3brvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k7ByDnp-PgE/s1600/Hopbrook+graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8Evrs3brvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k7ByDnp-PgE/s320/Hopbrook+graph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696651174293234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsVvrqCI/AAAAAAAAADg/hXkffs81Xlc/s1600/Hopbrook+Totals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsVvrqCI/AAAAAAAAADg/hXkffs81Xlc/s320/Hopbrook+Totals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696662147639330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsKNYndI/AAAAAAAAADY/QOvM9hc4HIE/s1600/Hopbrook+Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8EvsKNYndI/AAAAAAAAADY/QOvM9hc4HIE/s320/Hopbrook+Pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696659050995154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the major obstacle each lap is pretty easy to identify.  Very steep hill a 1/3 of the way through each lap.  I was stupid the first lap and opened up way too hard, and ended up needing a couple minutes of recovery just as I hit the hill.  Not good.  I totally forgot how hard that hill was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in #'s 2 and 3, I definitely wasn't holding back-average heart rate above LT, and the majority of the time spent in zone 3, just over LT.  It hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the race itself, mine was pretty unexciting.  I led the race for about 1.5 miles with my stupid, uh,  heroic attack off the line, and I hit the hill and lost 3 spots.  After I got down said hill, I chased 2nd and 3rd place, who were always turning the far corner just as I entered a longer section.  So I could see my targets, but never really pulled forward, and they never pulled away.  Looking behind, I saw no one.  Besides a couple ladies I passed and a dude with a flat tire, my only company the whole race were the random spectators walking the course.  So after said 1.5 miles, my placing was decided-4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all that loneliness leads to a huge mental battle.  I suck at mental battles.  They suck.  So maybe it was good the race was relatively short.  I found myself wandering across the trail, picking stupid lines, more out of boredom than anything.  There was just no concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  my 4th place won me a pair of gloves.  So I dug into the bin and found...Specialized Body Geometry gloves.  I was so freaking excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Specialized Body Geometry gloves so much, I have used the same pair for the last 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're falling apart.  Each has at least 4 holes, all getting larger.  The "Body Geometry" part of the Body Geometry gloves are falling off.  The soft wiper portion of the glove has become a great exfoliater.  They kinda smell funny.  And. They. Are. Comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new gloves, with a suggest retail price of $25, left me paying an effective $8 for a great venue, a great experience, a fantastic hour of training, and a small list of things to work on in future races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Concentration&lt;br /&gt;2. Starts and Recovering&lt;br /&gt;3. Concentration&lt;br /&gt;4. Tire Pressure-needed a little less today&lt;br /&gt;5. Concentration&lt;br /&gt;6. Remember my technical skills&lt;br /&gt;7. Concentration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-973318519905463382?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/973318519905463382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/hopbrook-dam-mountain-bike-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/973318519905463382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/973318519905463382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/hopbrook-dam-mountain-bike-race.html' title='Hopbrook Dam Mountain Bike Race'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S8Evrs3brvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k7ByDnp-PgE/s72-c/Hopbrook+graph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-6498236769653147934</id><published>2010-04-09T20:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:40:01.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Mountain Bikes Are Betther Than Road Bikes</title><content type='html'>In light of a mountain bike race I have tomorrow, I've been thinking about all the ways mountain bikes are far superior to road bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blasphemy, I know.  Truth is, there's tons of stuff where road bikes trump mountain bikes.  Ability to ride alone (or at least I am willing to, and not willing to ride solo MTB), racing dynamics (maybe not better, just different), convenience.  Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, there's some stuff that the road bike just plain can't match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people ride road bikes to train for mountain bike races.  But riding mountain bikes can be an excellent training tool for road biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7_BJKLnLkI/AAAAAAAAADA/ttS1WAui24I/s1600/Case+Graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7_BJKLnLkI/AAAAAAAAADA/ttS1WAui24I/s320/Case+Graph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458293636492373570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an easy ride from Case yesterday.  The red line is my HR-and it's constantly fluctuating.  Easy on an easy ride, mountain biking demands that you push hard at certain times.  Race pace rides are even more brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to the elevation gains.  My computer, though not perfectly accurate, stated that I was moving uphill 50% of the time.  Which means I'm either leaning back, holding on for dear life, or leaning forward, pushing a big gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to building muscle.  Not just the force work you gain from climbing half the time (sometimes in way too low of a cadence to clear rocks).  My lower back, triceps, and shoulders all burn the first few MTB rides of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  The Gear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the gear.  I love gear.  Short, medium, long cage rear derailleurs.  Double or triple crankset.  Flat bars or risers.  Pedal choice.  Full suspension design.  Fork choice.  Brake choice.  Tubeless.  Tubes.  Sealant.  And most importantly, TIRES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I love tires.  There's so many.  I look at tires for hours.  I scrounge for reviews.  I check the review boards several times a day to comb for new information.  Wet, dry, slick, semi slick, knobby, casings, compounds, blocks, rounded, spacing, angles, size, etc, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new rear mud tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7_DjDEfI2I/AAAAAAAAADI/WlUNLNUUh_4/s1600/2010-04-09+19.56.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7_DjDEfI2I/AAAAAAAAADI/WlUNLNUUh_4/s320/2010-04-09+19.56.18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458296280283292514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the lightest.  Not the fastest.  But it'll grip like a mother.  Dual compound (oh so pretty).  2.0 casing (smaller the better for mud). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, obviously this all exists for road bikes.  But with road riding, gear is less important.  It's just not as key as the rider.  But MTB'ing requires you pay careful attention to what you ride, because what you ride dictates how you'll perform.  A lighter tire may lead to a flat.  A poor tread pattern choice will lead to no grip.  Hydraulics are lighter than mechanical disc brakes, but they're harder to maintain.  On and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Bike Handling Skillz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day, after racing MTB for years, I entered a couple cat 5 races.  I raced two or three, plus some collegiate racing, and used my mountain biking as reason to upgrade early.  I was petrified of the 5's.  They're squirrely.  They're not smooth.  They're scared of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to become more comfortable in a pack, they should do two things.&lt;br /&gt;     1. Ride in packs more&lt;br /&gt;     2. Ride mountain bikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The Thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming down some sweet downhill on a road bike is awesome.  It really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming down some sweet downhill on a mountain bike is bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking rocks, roots, holes, switchbacks and making them your bitch is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the greatest thing&lt;/span&gt; you can ever do on two wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Railing corners hard enough that your front wheel begins to wash out is the second greatest thing you can ever do on two wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something on a road bike may take the third spot.  Sprinting for a W is pretty cool.  Railing corners (without any front wheel wash) also comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Wheelies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Actually, I lied.  They're just as much fun on road bikes.  They're just easier on a MTB.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With that, I have to pack for the race tomorrow.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-6498236769653147934?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6498236769653147934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-mountain-bikes-are-betther-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6498236769653147934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6498236769653147934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-mountain-bikes-are-betther-than.html' title='Why Mountain Bikes Are Betther Than Road Bikes'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7_BJKLnLkI/AAAAAAAAADA/ttS1WAui24I/s72-c/Case+Graph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-199458316582177265</id><published>2010-04-06T09:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:55:15.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps to Becoming a Cycling Badass</title><content type='html'>1. Register to race a classics monument&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a mechanical at an extremely inconvenient time (someone said if someone has a mechanical there, they will lose the race)&lt;br /&gt;3. Receive an 8 second bicycle change&lt;br /&gt;4. Rejoin group&lt;br /&gt;5. Attack group&lt;br /&gt;6. Attack/ride away from breakaway companion from previous attack-bonus points for doing so on the Muur&lt;br /&gt;7. Win-by over a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And viola!  You're a badass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-199458316582177265?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/199458316582177265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/steps-to-becoming-cycling-badass.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/199458316582177265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/199458316582177265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/steps-to-becoming-cycling-badass.html' title='Steps to Becoming a Cycling Badass'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-6086517608580822905</id><published>2010-04-03T20:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:18:44.100-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plainville Spring Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>April 3rd- Plainville Spring Series</title><content type='html'>With the inspiration of a leader's jersey to defend, I headed to the Plainville Spring Series this morning to support my team-mate, Pete, in the 4/5 race.  I meet Pete for the first time as we're prepping, and I greet my friend Chris, a Uconn team-mate, who will be flying Colavita colors for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I ask Pete what he wants from me for the day.  He asks me to go for the primes to take the pressure off him.  Done-I have my orders for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the dew burns off, we wait for 10 minutes on the line, waiting for 9:00 to tick over.  In the meantime, we receive several tips from the series coordinator, ranging from race tactics to race nutrition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj4IytO-I/AAAAAAAAACw/UBGFUYHsSew/s1600/IMG_3190%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj4IytO-I/AAAAAAAAACw/UBGFUYHsSew/s320/IMG_3190%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456080027154988002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Uconn/Colavita Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We start and as I move up a few places down the middle, I begin to turn, while my neighbor doesn't.  We tap handlebars, and I get yelled at by a couple people.  Kinda my fault, but I felt like I was holding the correct line through the turn.  Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, here's my HR log for the race.  Steady red and green lines are respective averages for the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj3AKGUEI/AAAAAAAAACY/Q9319osevFI/s1600/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj3AKGUEI/AAAAAAAAACY/Q9319osevFI/s320/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+graph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456080007657312322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First spike is from a cash prime, I hit my max speed of the day there.  A few spikes responding to attacks and prime #2 (got boxed in, Stefano, #2 overall, managed second), followed by...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj4kSgdrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UqwCZINFmOw/s1600/IMG_3196%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj4kSgdrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UqwCZINFmOw/s320/IMG_3196%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456080034536126130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That long, horizontal steady line on the HR register?  That's a 5 lap, 3 then 4 man breakaway.  The pic above was the beginning of said breakaway.  For the duration of the breakaway, I posted an average HR of 190 (Lactate Threshold is 176), and was becoming severely cooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The whole reason of the breakaway was actually a points prime, which my team-mate Dan O thought was at 15 to go, rather than 10 go to.  So, with a Cheshire guy, Chris, and myself away, we were joined by Stefano, placed #2 in the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In any case, we did stay away, and I held Stefano off for top points to limit his gains on Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After re-integrating into the field, I surprised myself for feeling so good after our 4 man effort.  Recovered well all towards 5 to go, and then pulled up to the front, with Pete on my wheel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucky we picked then to move.  As we moved up the left, there's a pile-up to the right side.  Chris gets caught, but stays upright, but Dan O (pre-mature prime sprinter) goes down and bangs his knee.  Get well soon, Dan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a rider organized neutral lap, we start burning into the final four laps.  On the bell lap, I put in as hard an effort as I can, and though I have no pictures from the front, I'm happy to say Pete managed 2nd place after getting knocked off his line in the sprint.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All in all, an excellent, rewarding day. Totals for the race, as well as HR zone percentages, posted below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Zone 1- Endurance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Zone 2- Lactate Threshold&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Zone 3- Over Lactate Threshold&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj3r90x6I/AAAAAAAAACg/vkdiHDJ6Wm8/s1600/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj3r90x6I/AAAAAAAAACg/vkdiHDJ6Wm8/s320/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456080019416991650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj35nk7MI/AAAAAAAAACo/IqwJwC6vT8g/s1600/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+totals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj35nk7MI/AAAAAAAAACo/IqwJwC6vT8g/s320/4.3.10+Plainville+4-5+totals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456080023081774274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-6086517608580822905?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6086517608580822905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-3rd-plainville-spring-series.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6086517608580822905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6086517608580822905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-3rd-plainville-spring-series.html' title='April 3rd- Plainville Spring Series'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7fj4IytO-I/AAAAAAAAACw/UBGFUYHsSew/s72-c/IMG_3190%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-1073498119221419588</id><published>2010-03-30T21:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:14:48.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7KvN0Z8GEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xKY43KYIhdQ/s1600/Bethel+Cat+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, vacation, work, and cycling have all distracted me from posting.  Plus, I just couldn't get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, restarting.  Reflecting back over the last months, I have a lot to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CVC-specifically, how great it is to be on a team&lt;br /&gt;2. Toys-new computer = very cool.  I'll be posting ride data much more regularly&lt;br /&gt;3. Crashes-the trials (literally) and tribulations of a teammate&lt;br /&gt;4. Job-I have one.  Sweeeeeeet.  Now only 10 more years until corporate burnout and I start a bike shop.  I guess there will be coffee too.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lactate Threshold Test-cool&lt;br /&gt;6. Bethel Crits-mostly ties into cool computer outputs&lt;br /&gt;6. Coffee-haha.  I've drank two cups in the last 4 weeks.  It's been all carbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more of a mental list for me than of any interest to any of you reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, since it's most logical, I'll start with #5- Lactate Threshold Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lactate Threshold = 245 watts, 176 HR&lt;br /&gt;So, at LT, i'm at 3 watts/Kg right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance Armstrong's LT = 493 watts, 178 HR&lt;br /&gt;6.75 watts/Kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a power meter, so I've been basing my training on HR values.  It's well documented that HR is subject to a stupid amount of variables, but the basic idea is still there.  Next post I'll go into more detail, but here's one of the data outputs from last week's Bethel Cat 4 race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7KvN0Z8GEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xKY43KYIhdQ/s1600/Bethel+Cat+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7KvN0Z8GEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xKY43KYIhdQ/s320/Bethel+Cat+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454614750639691842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue is altitude, Green is Speed, and Red is Heart Rate.  The first major elevation was a sprint for a prime ($20 in pocket-woo!), and the second spike was an attempt to break away.  Didn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-1073498119221419588?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1073498119221419588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/03/restart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/1073498119221419588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/1073498119221419588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2010/03/restart.html' title='Restart'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zC6MqcdGwTY/S7KvN0Z8GEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xKY43KYIhdQ/s72-c/Bethel+Cat+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-320520169707820660</id><published>2009-12-17T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:30:11.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was cool</title><content type='html'>So today we had a team ride out of Uconn, with a starting temp of 19 degrees.  Awesome.  There were two of us, waiting for a third, Caitlin.  We're dressed to the max- I had no less than 19 individual articles of clothing/gear on my body (I cheated-gloves, etc count twice).  But nevertheless, I felt like I had a fat suit on.  Ryan was similarly dressed, and even used ski goggles for the occasion.  Everyone else bailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except Caitlin.  When I saw her, I did a double take.  She had a flimsy jacket.  A lightweight set of tights.  No booties.  Her ankles were bare.  Gloves were so thin I could see through them.  Small headband on-hair showing through her helmet.  No face protection.  Mid-ride, she had frost and icicles forming on her chin.  We rode for 2:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  My.  God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't complain once.  Incredible.  And I thought I was cool for going out today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-320520169707820660?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/320520169707820660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-i-was-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/320520169707820660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/320520169707820660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-i-was-cool.html' title='I thought I was cool'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-7826009791396355924</id><published>2009-12-10T13:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:42:14.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of posting...</title><content type='html'>...is due to a current favoring of caffeine.  But the carbon is returning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate enough to write a business plan for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&amp;amp;C &lt;/span&gt;in my business ventures class with a couple peers.  Those interested in viewing further let me know.  I'm excited; I do truly feel this is a working business plan, with a real, feasible opportunity.  There's bits and pieces missing, but the generic idea is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, with school finally winding down, base training begins this weekend.  Stick with a usual routine of longer slow rides, shorter tempo rides, skills work, etc.  The difference between this year and years prior is a) I'm starting two months earlier, and b) I actually have a will to stick to the training.  Goal #1 is Battenkill, so there's no time to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-7826009791396355924?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/7826009791396355924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/12/lack-of-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/7826009791396355924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/7826009791396355924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/12/lack-of-posting.html' title='lack of posting...'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-4915078355210845544</id><published>2009-11-05T08:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:50:39.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and Carbon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are not a coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;We are not a bike shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are a fusion of Caffeine and Adrenaline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, so I don't really like the tag "adrenaline."  Any suggestions are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, this is one tag I'm considering for my mentioned startup, should I fail to find a legitimate career upon graduation.  And I've already made (hypothetical) strides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've recruited my current company's executive chef for the bakery..."It wouldn't take a lot to convince me."&lt;br /&gt;2. I've got two leads to run the coffee storefront&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so a vision doesn't necessarily mean much.  but I'm excited anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk into a standalone building (necessary for prominence, draw and space use).  It's a coffee shop, square shaped or otherwise surrounded by a raised floor to the bike area.  Picture a square, with a U on the outside.  There is small seating tables to your left and right, with a traditional coffee set-up to the front of you.  There will be scones, and there will be croissants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk around to the back of that counter, and you have the bike maintenance area.  It's open, with one counter for the register.  To the back of the store is a bike fit area.   Focus on product spotlights, rather than flooding the floor and going "look look!  I have lots of bicycles!"  This will require a larger inventory in the back, taking away from floor space, but that's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's a laid back, yet professional store.  Don't ask me how that's going to exactly be pulled off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicycle brands:&lt;br /&gt;-High end: Parlee (maybe I'll sell one a year), Cervelo&lt;br /&gt;-Work Horse: Specialized (amazing marketing dept., higher store-front support)&lt;br /&gt;-Budget: Jamis&lt;br /&gt;-Off the mark: insert non-normal fixie/SS bike brand, don't know which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colors:&lt;br /&gt;Orange and Blue is a consideration, but is really exploding right now.  Still, it's traditional Merckx.  Red and Black is kewl, but way too devilish/evil for a shop.  Pink is just...well, pink.  Light green and off white is soothing, but can I push a bike sale looking at "Rainforest Mist" walls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking ultra-modern white and red, with off-red accents.  Crisp, clean look, appealing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Market Feasibility:&lt;br /&gt;Bike shops get killed by the internet discounters.  Everyone knows this.  The coffee segment of the shop will help with foot traffic, but there's no getting around the fact that the internet is the boon of all shop owners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll join them.  Probably closely follow the model of Speedgoat in PA, who offer competitive pricing, with a customizable, neighborhood atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing:&lt;br /&gt;Not sure here.  Even though this place is supposed to be a fusion, coffee-goers rarely intermingle with bikes.  Bikers do love coffee, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a local business, most will have to be word of mouth.  I'd probably concentrate most efforts in community service, from a strategic standpoint and a community standpoint:&lt;br /&gt;It leaves the company with a good image.&lt;br /&gt;It's good for the community.  duh.&lt;br /&gt;It's cheap.  (bike rodeos, local events, etc...mostly involves showing up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: &lt;br /&gt;Not Chester.  With working with Charlie at RadSport, we had an awesome thing going.  We had a solid foundation and customer base.  We had margin.  We were going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while the market share was there...the market wasn't.  Chester and the surrounding area is just too small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go looking for a smaller portion of a bigger pie.  Shoreline CT is an obvious possibility, but it's filled with old people in my immediate shoreline, not that many riders, and we've seen two shops can within a few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to Hartford, while out of Hartford, the better.  The 91 corridor is littered with shops, but the aspect of the coffee shop complicates it more...have to find a place that hits a lot of traffic, but isn't within a mile (1/2 mile?) of a DD or Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it work?  Beats me.  Any suggestions?  By all means, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-4915078355210845544?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4915078355210845544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-and-carbon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/4915078355210845544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/4915078355210845544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-and-carbon.html' title='Coffee and Carbon'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-3877711149705408076</id><published>2009-10-29T13:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:43:19.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A ride outside does wonders</title><content type='html'>With a senior's school workload, (albeit school of business is better than a few...ok most...other majors here), as well as two jobs, I enjoyed a treat on Monday when I had a three hour block to go for a ride...outside!  In the daylight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I go out for three hours?  Nope.  One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was amazing!  It dawned on me that when I track myself, I push my goals too far, and then stop tracking because I never hit the goals.  So, for a change, I've started tracking data without setting goals...it's October.  I know, it's a huge and mind-blowing revelation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, averaged ~83% of my LT, went for a nice, easy, beautiful, spin, hit one of my favorite hills, and came back rejuvenated.  The long cold hours will come later on this season.  Right now, it feels good to just ride while beginning to formulate a training plan for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-3877711149705408076?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3877711149705408076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/ride-outside-does-wonders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/3877711149705408076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/3877711149705408076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/ride-outside-does-wonders.html' title='A ride outside does wonders'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-7116735647539303249</id><published>2009-10-23T15:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:30:00.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VO2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lactate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><title type='text'>By the Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The Numbers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I was involved with a cycling study on campus that involved doses of placebo/caffeine in cool/warm climates.  This testing required gathering some normalized data, which I can share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind, these numbers are two years old, but VO2 doesn't vary all &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VO2 Max: 4.6 L/min&lt;br /&gt;-VO2 Max (normalized): 58.5 ml/kg/min&lt;br /&gt;-Estimated Heart Stroke Volume: 125 ml&lt;br /&gt;-Estimated Lactage Threshold: 65% LT &lt;&lt;&lt; I am going to get this retested, he wasn't testing specifically for LT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pertained specifically to the nature of the study, but are still interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wattage at 60% VO2 Max: 170&lt;br /&gt;Wattage at 70% VO2 Max: 210&lt;br /&gt;Sweat Rate at 11 degrees C: .8 L/hr&lt;br /&gt;Sweat Rate at 33 degrees C: 1 L/hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Study:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were placed in a temperature controlled room with a stationary bike that can constantly vary it's wattage.  So, rather than provide x resistance at your given cadence/gear ratio, it will provide x resistance...whenever.  Pretty cool, and also the most realistic road feel on a trainer I've felt.  I think it cost something like $10,000.  And to ruin it, they had a Fizik Arione saddle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we sat on the bike for 1.5 hours, alternating every 15 minutes between the 60 and 70% wattages, to fatigue us.  We then performed a 15 minute TT, when we were supposed to go as fast as possible.  We did this 4 times-two times at 11 degrees, twice at 33, once each time with caffeine, one with a placebo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two kickers-we had a cathiter in our arms to pull blood every 15 minutes (they were nice enough to put plasma back in each time), and we they were constantly monitoring our core temperature, for, we were told, safety during the trial.  That safety measure in labs requires a probe up the pants.  Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the results first came out, I was very suprised.  My average wattage from placebo to caffeine in 11 degrees showed a 3.4% improvement (297 to 308 watt average), while in 33 degree heat it jumped an amazing 29.4% (200 to 258 watt average).  I was later told that the difference in heat was minimal with everyone else, so I'm assuming I just had a real bad day with the placebo in the heat.  Too bad, I was ready to start chugging espresso before any hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;absolute, god awful worst part&lt;/em&gt; was the stroke volume testing.  We had the regular VO2 tester mask on, with the input and output air disconnected, so we would breathe in and out of a bag of air for about 20 seconds.  And he made us take constant, really deep breaths.  Picture breathing in and out of a plastic bag on a ride.  Not fun.  I also have no idea how it works, but I assume it has something to do with calculating the Co2 in the bagged air, and running that through some #'s to hit a stroke volume.  I also have no idea what pertinence that information had to the study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part?  The first 30 minutes of each 33 degree study.  It was February at the time, so it was AWESOME to go into a hot chamber and be warm for a half hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-7116735647539303249?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/7116735647539303249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/by-numbers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/7116735647539303249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/7116735647539303249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/by-numbers.html' title='By the Numbers'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-6456048203404671081</id><published>2009-10-23T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:08:57.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade E-motions Trial #1= Fail</title><content type='html'>So I decided to turn my newly purchased rollers into a home kit emotion roller set.  It's close...but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, for anyone unfamiliar with emotions, they are essentially rollers with wheels attached to the sides, rolling on a lower track, with bungees keeping you centered.  you can look it up if this doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, it turns out that when I'm sitting on the rollers, the bolts extruding from my skateboard wheels are striking a piece of wood on the sides to keep the rollers running straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close...oh so close.  At least I hope it is.  Pictures and round 2 to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-6456048203404671081?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6456048203404671081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/homemade-e-motions-trial-1-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6456048203404671081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/6456048203404671081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/homemade-e-motions-trial-1-fail.html' title='Homemade E-motions Trial #1= Fail'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625128586838283389.post-3685612778111106179</id><published>2009-10-22T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:07:52.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello and Welcome</title><content type='html'>As I sit here in Finance 4209- Applications in Financial Management, I find myself wondering why I am creating a blog in the first place.  My greatest motivation probably comes from reading and enjoying the thoughts and comments of others of the same situations in which I am involved in.  So I hope those who read find similar enjoyment in my own point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, introductions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Paul Bickford.&lt;br /&gt;I am a senior in business management at the University of Connecticut.&lt;br /&gt;I have raced bicycles since 7th grade.&lt;br /&gt;I started racing bicycles in 7th grade because I was cut from the baseball team tryouts.&lt;br /&gt;I want to open a bike shop/coffee shop combo.&lt;br /&gt;It will be named coffee and carbon.&lt;br /&gt;I currently race for the UConn club, as well as Capital Velo Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listen...er. Reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625128586838283389-3685612778111106179?l=coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3685612778111106179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-and-welcome.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/3685612778111106179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625128586838283389/posts/default/3685612778111106179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeandcarbon.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-and-welcome.html' title='Hello and Welcome'/><author><name>Paul Bickford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11281740184027582327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
