Anaheim to SD Training ride - Sunday 7/13/08
Dark
This day started what seemed like a moment after my last post, the alarm went off at 4:30. I had pre-staged my bike and gear in the living room and got out of the room on tiptoes - trying to disturb as little as possible. Quick kiss for my Diana, past Owen's room to avoid waking Mr. Light Sleeper 3 year old, but at least Ms. Growing-Like-a-Weed 5 year old stayed soundly asleep.
Into the kitchen for the usual, oatmeal, yogurt and water, to get the engines running.
Cushy
The drive to Solana Beach was to be followed by loading bikes for their trip by Wheels On Wheels/Dan up to meet us in Anaheim, so I was out the door by 5:15. The level of support that QMDC/CAF is/are providing during our Training Rides is absolutely plush and first rate; certainly I have not displayed my appreciation and thanks vocally or often enough. As Brett/Trek Stores and I joked about at the end of the ride, a typical level of SAG for one of their Saturday rides might be a stop at the parking lot of a 7/11 and holding the door for you to go in and get your water & snacks! But Dan had all bikes quickly stowed in either the WOW trailer or the rented moving van as slick as could be. To compare my Scattante to the other rides it shared space with is a bit of a stretch, suffice to say many a wheelset alone quadrupled the value of my Performance machine.
Station
Arrived about 5:50 and met up with Carl, Mike and Todd in the parking lot and picked up my online ticket at the Amtrak kiosk, got to visit and roam about a bit before our 6:45 train. I met James, another Qualcomm employee, taking the train is old hat for him as it's part of his daily commute from Carlsbad. We would have a have a good sized team of just Qualcomm employees between both the XX1090 Radio Riders and QMDC fundraiser - 'Team PH'. Other running jokes in QMDC 2008 are 'Team Scott' and 'Team Mike', we must have at least 6 or more riders with each of those first names.
Search
We had a great and smooth train ride up to Anaheim, but since it couldn't be just a relaxing trip for me, I had to go and drop my ticket in the bathroom of the club car. As I returned to my seat with my desperately needed coffee, I was just in time for the ticket taker woman to be headed my way. Read Carl's Blog for what I missed as I retraced my steps and found my ticket, I haven't dared to do so; why was everyone laughing at me when I triumphantly came back with my paper validation? I find I ride best when I elevate my heart rate before the workout even starts.
Quiz
As I just started to settle in, rumbling past that little restaurant right on the tracks in San Juan Cap. where Diana took my for my birthday in 2000, Jim came by with our surprise quiz for the radio contestants. I think I did OK, although I blew the essay question; it was Carl's fault as he just kept me talking. I got Jim to give me some extra time on one trip by to pick up papers, but by his second pass I just had to give him what I had. Team Gnu Era, with the gnu/wildebeast as the featured animal; the long distance, all-disciplines all-arounder of the African veldt, swiftly and safely traversing distance, varied terrain, unknown dangers, as a giant family group. I really thought about this! But in the rush to turn in my homework, I spent too much on this part, ending horribly with 'The Flash' as superhero and 'Scott Kaplan' as celebrity, because, hey, it's his team.
Line
We arrived in Anaheim without further incident, and Dan/Wheels on Wheels were ready and waiting, along with our rides, staged up like a triathlon transition. First time I've ever seen a longer line at the men's room than the women's room, there at Anaheim Amtrak station. My small bag was too much so, so fitting shoes, shorts, shirt, and uneaten snacks made the latter inedible later on. On with the sunscreen, and a huddle before the ride. Based upon his vast knowledge of CAF, Scott & BR Show, brilliance and cool under pressure, our man Carl Gregory was the winner of the Immunity Pump for the week, safe from the for the first eliminations, coming up on Tuesday. Well deserved, and gladly received. Confirmation of water, map, and Driver's License for the trip thru Camp Pendleton, check.
Up
I started out in my usual group 3 and we headed out on the bike path, narrower than Oceanside, with some fun wooden plank bridges that made a nice bumBa Bumba bumBa as you rolled over them. I was thinking about how I felt for the day, time in the saddle on this furthest yet distance, and upcoming eliminations; I decided to bridge up to group 2 whom I could see just out of touch up ahead. It was a 5 mile chase up the road, one that would not have been possible had this been open road. I just wanted to push a bit more ahead of the 'rest phase' of the next few weeks. After only a few miles, we had a flat in the group, and 3 rolled on past. Shortly thereafter, we had SAG 1 out on the road at a Jack in the Box parking lot. Quick retop of water and Gu, and we were off again.
Coast
The ensuing trip down through the beach communities was filled with many stoplights, cars, and people. I've never ridden there before, to me it was much like Encinitas or Leucadia, but newer, with wider streets. I do remember coming out from the cityscape at the top of a hill and seeing an open beach/bay area, green vegetation on the near and far hillsides that pushed out to sea, white sand, blue water; this is what the CA coast looks like from pictures I've seen, although on a smaller scale, and by itself. Then back to more of the cityscape, following a bike route through residential streets. We were all moving comfortably, carefully, and having a great time rolling/visiting at this point. A bit along the way, we came to a narrower two way bike lane and had to go single file, both for safety and also to have some slipstream, because we had picked up some pace. Todd, Kevin, Mike Henderson and I each spent some time at the front. My thoughts at the time were, this is fun, this is what I want to do, some work at the front, then switch, then take another pull. I myself had thought of this as an appreciation for the rest of the group, let me pull and you come with me, since you've invited me along to enjoy your company, to learn from you, to share in the joy of the road, the breeze of my own making, the sweat that dries before dripping.
Camp
We reached the second SAG stop and refilled water, grabbed a sandwich and a coke, some pretzels. Jeffrey introduced Billy who was helping Kristine on this stop. Todd snapped some group photos, but as he's always doing this he's rarely in any, he let me get one of him and he/Kevin together. As we pulled out, I rode with Kevin for a while, discovered he's been a bit sicker than what he'd indicated earlier, from what he described, I suspect he may be running around with bronchitis at least or walking pneumonia, as I was last Dec-Feb. Of course, I wasn't doing 60-80 mile training rides then, either. He said he'd get to the Doctor this week and get it checked out. A bit further along, we approached the Camp Pendleton gate; fairly unassuming except for the 7 or so businesslike Marines at the guardpost. We huddled again to get the instruction, single file on base, or they'll shoot you. As we headed South, still with our tailwind, the path turned West, and into a headwind., like letting the air out of your tires. It became more important than ever to tuck behind the rider in front, to save energy. We had two flats while on the base road, including a front wheel.
Oceanside
We had a water stop just off the base; then headed South. This route seems pretty familiar by now, and always longer since it's the end of the ride. We motored our way down through Carlsbad, Leucadia, Encinitas; burritos smelling good and legs no longer snapping; starting to twinge into cramp, so no more out of the saddle. In the last miles, I continued to slow, lost the wheel, and slowed further. All in the name of training, and I'd taken in 6 bottles and adequate nutrition to make it back to the Solana Beach Amtrak station. I had an arrival time of 1:40, but didn't actually note the starting time so not exactly sure of transit time. This ride was the best yet, and Many Thanks to Kristine/Jeffrey, CAF/QMDC, and everyone!
Animal
Brent Reman pulled in as I was getting snacks, visiting and walking the legs out; all he did Sunday was the Carlsbad Triathlon, then get on his bike after the race and ride north to link up w/QMDC and ride back down the coast. Slacker!