Sunday 18th September, one cold morning but it was time to get the cycling gear on get the bike out of the shed and get riding to meet up with the local triathlon group (Darlington Tri Group) for a baptism of fire on the bike, the bike ride was to be my first proper ride on my bike, other than the ride home.
Three miles later I arrived at the meeting point for the ride, over anticipated how long it would take me to get their but it gave me plenty of time to catch my breath and watch a few cars turn up with the bikes on the back followed by a few cyclists.
The awkward moment when you’re the new person of the group and everyone else knows everyone else and is chatting away. I sat to the side on a picnic bench and watched everyone arrive waiting for a time to walk over introduce myself and everyone be like “who’s this guy?” It didn’t take long for one of the members to come over and he introduced himself and introduce me to everyone else which was great broke the ice a little.
08:00 Time to ache/start.
Off we set, a lot of them in the matching club gear, looked ace. By pure coincidence I had worn my black & green top, which matched the club colours which helped me feel a bit more the part, which is always nice. The first thing that was apparent was the massive difference that drafting had on the effort you had to put in, I placed myself at the back to try not to hold anyone up and so if needed to I could just slow down rather than catch someone’s wheel, we were riding 2-a-breast and the drafting effect made it possible to be motoring along at about 15mph without masses of effort. Bonus.
About 2/3 miles into the ride the guy I was riding alongside got a blowout; his wheel had nipped his tube. Everyone agreed we would all press on as he and another member were happy to catch up once repaired. We didn’t lose any pace along the ride and to be honest when they caught up it was much to my astonishment, true reflection of how fit these guys really are. For the remainder of the group ride I rode behind a couple, had discussions about gear selection and how to build up a base level of cycling fitness, cycle and then cycle some more.
Outward journey complete! The cycle ended at Penny’s Cafe in Barnard Castle, a really nice little cafe that was cyclist friendly even had a room upstairs for large groups of cyclists so we could all stay together but at the same time not disturb the other customers. Tea and teacakes where paid for by a generous member of the club. Thanks. With everyone sat around drinking tea and coffee it gave a bit more opportunity for people to talk and find out a little bit about what motivated people and got people into triathlon training and to what sort of level people where competing at.
Just before setting off again there was mention of “going for a run when we get back,” pure crazy, I doubted if I would be able to walk for a week when I got back after the ride, never mind go out for a run!
The last sort of 2/3miles the pace started getting to my legs and I lagged behind the main group a little, I was joined by one of the club members who stayed next to me keeping me going and getting me to the finish line. I was offered a gel to give me a bit of energy but I was in fear of taking my hands of the handlebars, so had to reluctantly refuse. The finish line approached and I was met by applause and encouragement from the rest of the triathlon group which was great as I pushed out every last ounce of energy to finish the ride.
What a mistake. I still had the couple of mile ride to get home, it had to have been the slowest couple of miles I have ever ridden, I felt like just stopping at every traffic light whether it was green, amber or red. Luckily I live on a street with a CO-OP at the end of it where I got some jelly babies, orange juice and some chocolate to treat myself which I swiftly destroyed before falling asleep for an early night, around 4pm…
All in all an absolutely great group, very inspirational and I will be very proud to be a part of them when I am at a level where I can be competing and proudly do it under their group name.
The bike is in need of some adjustment such as getting the seat adjusted and handlebars adjusted to make my position more effective and comfortable which was kindly offered by one of the group members when we both have time to meet up.
The Ironman seems so far away at the minute but at the same time I can see it coming with plenty of hard work and a push in the right direction occasionally I KNOW I’ll get there.
http://www.darlingtontri.com/