Deej
Maximum Pace
- Oct 13, 2007
- 1,018
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Hey TCCers!
Man, it has been ages since I've posted anything here. Having baby No. 3 a year and a half ago has really meant a big drop in my time on the bike. But I've been keeping an eye on our beloved TCC site, and have been watching the weekend ride reports with some envy, yes, but mostly with pleasure and a happy sense of anticipation that I'll be joining you guys soon enough.
While it's true that I haven't been riding much, I have been doing intervals fairly regularly on a trainer at the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center in the Otemachi/Kanda area. (Map here.)
My office happens to be near the gym, so about once a week, I'll pop in for intervals before, or occasionally after, work. I've been doing this for about three years now, and have grown to both love and dread it. Sitting on that damn bike, I've pushed myself to new mental and physical frontiers. I've made myself nauseous. I've made myself dizzy. I've spilled so much sweat that I literally needed to mop the floor afterward. I've breathed so hard for so long that the taste of blood fills every ragged breath. I've learned that even when I feel like I've used up every last ounce of energy -- that turning the pedals even one more time feels simply impossible -- I can go on for 30 more seconds, 60 more seconds, 90 more seconds. And knowing that I can overcome the pain and fatigue has created within me a small but precious kernel of pride that I always carry with me. Yeah, I know -- gag me. But it's kinda true.
The Combi PowerMax V-II anaerobic trainer, or, the Throne of Pain
OK, pretty words, but those of you who've ridden with me before probably suspect by now that the point of this post is not to discuss the transformative nature of high-intensity intervals. No, Deej is here to throw down the gauntlet. The gauntlet of awesomeness. After all the hours, the years, I've spent spinning away in isolation -- like Rocky Balboa in Siberia, preparing for his showdown with Ivan Drago -- I want to know: Am I really the badass that I suspect I may be?
I'm pretty sure the answer is ... yes. Yes I am. But I can't know for sure until some of you TCC hotshots come to the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center, strap yourselves into the same training bike, input the same resistance and time data that I use into the computer, and give it all you've got. It could be that your total wattage will be greater than mine.
So here's my challenge to you. Go to the gym, hop on the Combi-brand PowerMax V-II machine (there are two -- take your pick), and program the computer to do 3 two-minute intervals, with two-minute breaks in-between intervals. Set the resistance at 3.5. And if you are feeling dangerous, set the cadence at 110 rpm. If you fall below 110 at any time during the intervals, the machine will start beeping, which can get annoying very quickly. So after you've input all the data, the screen should look like this:
The figures on the screen, from the top, show:
Resistance: 3.5
Time: 2 minutes
No. of Times: 3
Rest: 2 minutes
Cadence: 110 rpm
After you've completed all three intervals, push the button that says "表示切換 (hyouji kirikae)", and the screen will display your wattage for each interval. Add the three figures up and that's your total "score."
If you're not sure how to input the data, please ask one of the trainers. They are very friendly and will be happy to help.
OK, so what kind of wattage will it take to steal my crown? My best score ever was on June 6 last year, when I was super-strong because I was regularly commuting to work by bike. My numbers were: 417, 421, 421. For a total of 1,259. I'll say it right now -- I honestly don't think there's a TCCer out there who can top this.
Lately, I've barely been riding outside at all -- two onekan runs in the past four months -- so my power is down a fair bit from that fateful June day. My latest score (recorded Tuesday) was 387, 393, 405, for a total of 1,185. Still, I'm guessing that number will prove elusive for most. Because I am power and fury incarnate. Oh, and because I'm hitting the creatine pretty hard, too.
Alright, to recap: I am the king of bike intervals at the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center, and I've got deep insecurities that manifest themselves in the form of hyper-competitiveness and cringe-inducing (yet disarmingly self-effacing!) grandiosity. The challenge: Crank out more total wattage than Deej over the course of 3 two-minute intervals, with 2-minute breaks in-between spins.
Remember to warm up and warm down well. These put a lot of strain on the body. Performance hints -- to get a score of 1,185, you'll need a cadence of at least 115 rpm. To shatter the 1,259 mark, you'll have to spin at over 120 rpm.
Consider yourself a member of the Badass Club if you can stay above 110 rpm for all three intervals.
To those of you who take up the challenge, good luck! The first person to report that he or she has broken the 1,185 mark gets a beer on me (or other beverage of your choice). The first person to report topping 1,259 gets a beer (or, say, chocolate milk) plus this really gaudy neon Campy cycling cap from the early-90s I have that is still in its wrapper.
Maybe I'll see some of you at the gym! Oh, I should mention that it costs 500 yen to use the gym facilities, which are on the 3rd floor. Showers and lockers are on the same floor.
Deej
Man, it has been ages since I've posted anything here. Having baby No. 3 a year and a half ago has really meant a big drop in my time on the bike. But I've been keeping an eye on our beloved TCC site, and have been watching the weekend ride reports with some envy, yes, but mostly with pleasure and a happy sense of anticipation that I'll be joining you guys soon enough.
While it's true that I haven't been riding much, I have been doing intervals fairly regularly on a trainer at the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center in the Otemachi/Kanda area. (Map here.)
My office happens to be near the gym, so about once a week, I'll pop in for intervals before, or occasionally after, work. I've been doing this for about three years now, and have grown to both love and dread it. Sitting on that damn bike, I've pushed myself to new mental and physical frontiers. I've made myself nauseous. I've made myself dizzy. I've spilled so much sweat that I literally needed to mop the floor afterward. I've breathed so hard for so long that the taste of blood fills every ragged breath. I've learned that even when I feel like I've used up every last ounce of energy -- that turning the pedals even one more time feels simply impossible -- I can go on for 30 more seconds, 60 more seconds, 90 more seconds. And knowing that I can overcome the pain and fatigue has created within me a small but precious kernel of pride that I always carry with me. Yeah, I know -- gag me. But it's kinda true.
The Combi PowerMax V-II anaerobic trainer, or, the Throne of Pain
OK, pretty words, but those of you who've ridden with me before probably suspect by now that the point of this post is not to discuss the transformative nature of high-intensity intervals. No, Deej is here to throw down the gauntlet. The gauntlet of awesomeness. After all the hours, the years, I've spent spinning away in isolation -- like Rocky Balboa in Siberia, preparing for his showdown with Ivan Drago -- I want to know: Am I really the badass that I suspect I may be?
I'm pretty sure the answer is ... yes. Yes I am. But I can't know for sure until some of you TCC hotshots come to the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center, strap yourselves into the same training bike, input the same resistance and time data that I use into the computer, and give it all you've got. It could be that your total wattage will be greater than mine.
So here's my challenge to you. Go to the gym, hop on the Combi-brand PowerMax V-II machine (there are two -- take your pick), and program the computer to do 3 two-minute intervals, with two-minute breaks in-between intervals. Set the resistance at 3.5. And if you are feeling dangerous, set the cadence at 110 rpm. If you fall below 110 at any time during the intervals, the machine will start beeping, which can get annoying very quickly. So after you've input all the data, the screen should look like this:
The figures on the screen, from the top, show:
Resistance: 3.5
Time: 2 minutes
No. of Times: 3
Rest: 2 minutes
Cadence: 110 rpm
After you've completed all three intervals, push the button that says "表示切換 (hyouji kirikae)", and the screen will display your wattage for each interval. Add the three figures up and that's your total "score."
If you're not sure how to input the data, please ask one of the trainers. They are very friendly and will be happy to help.
OK, so what kind of wattage will it take to steal my crown? My best score ever was on June 6 last year, when I was super-strong because I was regularly commuting to work by bike. My numbers were: 417, 421, 421. For a total of 1,259. I'll say it right now -- I honestly don't think there's a TCCer out there who can top this.
Lately, I've barely been riding outside at all -- two onekan runs in the past four months -- so my power is down a fair bit from that fateful June day. My latest score (recorded Tuesday) was 387, 393, 405, for a total of 1,185. Still, I'm guessing that number will prove elusive for most. Because I am power and fury incarnate. Oh, and because I'm hitting the creatine pretty hard, too.
Alright, to recap: I am the king of bike intervals at the Chiyoda Ward Sports Center, and I've got deep insecurities that manifest themselves in the form of hyper-competitiveness and cringe-inducing (yet disarmingly self-effacing!) grandiosity. The challenge: Crank out more total wattage than Deej over the course of 3 two-minute intervals, with 2-minute breaks in-between spins.
Remember to warm up and warm down well. These put a lot of strain on the body. Performance hints -- to get a score of 1,185, you'll need a cadence of at least 115 rpm. To shatter the 1,259 mark, you'll have to spin at over 120 rpm.
Consider yourself a member of the Badass Club if you can stay above 110 rpm for all three intervals.
To those of you who take up the challenge, good luck! The first person to report that he or she has broken the 1,185 mark gets a beer on me (or other beverage of your choice). The first person to report topping 1,259 gets a beer (or, say, chocolate milk) plus this really gaudy neon Campy cycling cap from the early-90s I have that is still in its wrapper.
Maybe I'll see some of you at the gym! Oh, I should mention that it costs 500 yen to use the gym facilities, which are on the 3rd floor. Showers and lockers are on the same floor.
Deej