Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Celebrating The Third Place

One is the loneliest number. Second place is first loser. So what exactly does three mean?

The number 3 has been popping up a lot in my life. Over the past year and a half, I've had 13 finishes in 3rd place. You could even joke right now that the number 13 has a 3 in it, I know...

I started doing some research about the "third place" and this is what I've found:

Sociology Professor Ray Oldenburg in his book, The Great Good Place, explains that bars, coffee shops, general stores, and other “third places” (in contrast to the first and second places being home and work), are central to local democracy and community vitality. 

Which then got me thinking that I guess that Oldenburg could say this bike racing/riding community is my own personal "third place".

For instance, my "third place" would be every Saturday morning during the winter (and any weekend I'm not racing) at Java's Brewin' to ride with my friends in Royersford, PA. Or you could say that Phoenix Cycles is my "third place" for meeting up with my friends to ride over to GV30, followed of course with dinner at Iron Hill Brewery.

Characteristics of a "third place":
  • “First, they are neutral, meaning that all people can come and go without penalty. If you don’t go to your third place for a few days or weeks, your return is greeted with interest and enthusiasm.
  • Second, they are level, meaning that the status differences that matter so much elsewhere are not relevant. And no one plays host at a third place.
  • Third, conversation is the main activity in third places, and one of the few ways to offend others present is to be boring.
  • Fourth, third places are accessible, meaning that they have long hours and are easy to get to. No reservation needed!
  • Fifth, third places have regulars. Indeed, regulars define a third place, but new people are accepted, not automatically but often easily.
  • Sixth, third places are physically plain and unpretentious. [In my opinion this should not discount the benefits of being located in a charming building or having unique artistic and cultural aspects].
  • Seventh, and perhaps most critically, the dominant mood of a third place is playful. Laughter abounds.”
***Anyone that rides Java's can attest to the truth of all of these bullet points above***

So, I guess that my quest to find and define the number 3 or third place made me realize how lucky I am because without my "third place" I would have never had so many third place finishes this year. Without my "third place" friends and our rides, I would have never been able to give 2nd and 1st a run for their money. 

A million thank you's to: Bob C, Jason G, the Hungarian Hobbit, Horrocks, Geronimo, Justin P, Ryan R, Choppah, Eric S. and the rest of the Java's regulars for pushing me every weekend to never give up.

Over the next 10 days, I will be racing for six of them (which you could say is divisible by the number 3). I'm looking forward to spending lots of time cheering on, racing, and most importantly partying with my "third place" friends.

So, what's three mean? To me: Never underestimate the consistency of the "third place".

Monday, June 11, 2012

40km Time Trial...just kill me, maybe.

"Hey, I don't race time trials 
So this feels crazy
I want to draft now
So kill me, maybe"

On Saturday morning, I traveled to Dauphin, PA for the State Time Trial to take a stab at this 40km race thing. First off, hats off to all you TT-ers. Granted you people wear goofy outfits and helmets, time trialing is tough business. Sprinting is temporary pain. Time trialing is the kind of pain that travels home with you, invites itself over and doesn't leave for three days. Just rude, really.

I knew after last weekend that I was in for a whole lot of hurt because this is not what I train for. My one workout of 2x20s this week put me in a full blown panic mode before I even started it because just thinking about me out there by myself for over an hour seemed like more than I could handle. I trained all week for getting out of my head and into a groove...with some tunes.

Some of my fav TT tunes:
Q-tip- Manwomanboogie 
The Pharcyde-Runnin'(Philippians Remix)  
Craig Mack- Flava In Ya Ear
Pete Rock & CL Smooth- They Reminisce Over You
Kiss/Ace Frehley- New York Groove

Songs you dont want in your head for a 40km:
Carly Rae Jepsen- Call Me, Maybe (sorry, Jimmy and Julia)

However, Julia is more than welcome to sing "Call Me, Maybe" while rocking this in her nose...and she did.

Clearly someone didn't brush their hair and rolled out of bed at 4:45am

My TT muse, Alaina Gurski gave us these cotton balls with eucalyptus oil on them and told us to warm up with them in our nose. Side note: she could have dipped them in gasoline and told me to do this and I would have if it would make me go faster.

There is nothing epic to report about me and my awesome borrowed bike (big huge thanks, Adam Nordmeyer). Oh, other than I was over two minutes faster this year, it was a MUCH HILLIER course and I landed in my favorite spot of third place, again.


Third. Again.

Stats to report:
Average RPMS: 102 (who does that?)
Average Speed: 22.8
2011 40KM time: 1:07:28.43
2012 40KM time: 1:05:21

Thanks to everyone on my team that volunteered that day, Gurski/Hoover for making this happen for all of us and Beth Fayant for putting her own training/racing schedule on hold to work this event...and cheer me on at the turn around :p

 YAY! I can go back to crit racing!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

"Does that thing have brakes?"

Photo: CyclingCaptured 2012
As many of you know, this race last year was a supreme fail for me. Typical green rider listens to these two other cyclists (who shall remain nameless but you two know who you are) who tell her to go ride around the circle for a few laps and she misses her start time by a minute and a half (and would have won). Yes, yes, yes...first rule of time trialing is not to be late to your start time because apparently the race doesn't start once you leave, it starts on your start time and the extra time from you being late is added on (I'm also explaining this for the few of you reading this blog who aren't cyclists and have already expressed this blog has too much cycling jargon). 

After about seven or more people reminded me this year to be early at the start time, I spent most of the morning having anxiety about being 20 minutes early to the start time. That turned into putting my disk on another 20 minutes too early and riding around the circle in front of the Art Museum. Which then turned into a failed warm up. First off, hats off to all you Philly riders that deal with city traffic and the morons who cross the street in your city and don't look both ways. It's astounding how CHILDREN can cross a street better than their parents. Bravo, Philadelphia pedestrians. Bravo.

Anyways, the cool thing about racing time trials as opposed to what I normally race is that it's the purest sense of testing your overall power and fitness. It's just you against the clock. No blaming some girl who cut you off. No drafting to conserve energy. And no sprinting :(



However, let's be real... it's the Halloween of cycling. Just look at these outfits. If you thought spandex couldn't get any tighter and helmets couldn't get any dorkier...think again.

Long story, short: this TT was very windy, but I broke 20 mins so I was happy with that and ended up in my favorite podium spot of third.
 
Beth:  what bike were you on Sat?  does that thing have brakes?
me:  brakes are for wussies i stopped the bike with my teeth

Up Next: PA Elite State TT

Come out for the PA State Elite Time Trial in Dauphin, PA. All proceeds go directly to IM ABLE and Gearing Up