The plan was to start four times in
five day – which I did. The plan was to ride my legs off – which
I did. The plan was today to get to breakaway – which I did not.
Wednesday was a day for Smack-serien
time trial over 23km in such a beautiful but tricky course. I mean up
and down all the time. The race was pretty good for me, despite the
dropped chain. Composed ride and good feeling. The power was
there...ish. You know, you are never quite happy with the power
numbers. Anyway, it was good day on bike.
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| TT at Skokloster. |
Thursday was active recovery and some
adjusting and tweaking on my aero position, which seemed to improve
by photos and later it was kind of proven also in action. However,
there is still more tweaking to come as this trip has triggered some
more thoughts to be tested.
On Friday morning I went for an hour
long easy spin before the night race on Arlanda Test Track. I felt
pretty good already in the morning and come evening it was bad
either. The track was simply cool: closed traffic, tight turns and so
on. I really did like it, eventhough someone maybe is surprised to
hear me liking a criterium type race. The race itself was quickly
over. Twelve laps on the short course in 36 odd minutes eqaulled
average speed somewhere between 45 and 46. I ended 32nd in
the bunch sprint finish and happily checked the data. Not a bad day
at all.
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| Arlanda Test Track |
Saturday was just another time trial
day, except I had apparently left my legs at Arlanda the evening
before. The 25km course was another hillyish one and I had it pretty
well until halfway and then started dying, dying dying. Watch power
numbers and dying at the same time definitely is not the most
effective nor encouraging way to ride against the clock. Lesson
learned. At the finish I was certain that I had sucked, but seeing
the results and my average speed – it wasn't that bad afterall, if
we let alone the power numbers. And it told me something: my position
is pretty much working.
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| Dybeckstempo |
Today, I had Falkenloppet on the list.
Twelve times 10km lap started practically flat out from the first
bend and by the end of the first two kilometres I knew I had no legs
whatsoever. The feeling kept going on until eight or ninth lap, after
which the breakaway (actually breakaways) was long gone. So I rolled
with the main bunch and had a good training session.
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| Before the start |
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| Tyhjäpuntti. |
Now, that I checked the data, I'm sure
I got what I wanted. I'm tired. Recovery time. Good night.
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