Sounds like a hard graft but props to you for giving it a damned good go! Hopefully an extra seasons worth of knowledge and experience will pay off with a good winters worth of training leading to more fun next year. Good luck!BullGod said:Well....season was long and tough. Due to having a small squad I was down for every race the team rode, and mentally that got pretty tough....especially as in Dutch Classics only about 30-40% of starters make it to the finish. Easy to get into a vicious circle of not finishing race - not getting into a race rhythm - training too much - not finishing race etc etc
I noticed my biggest weakness is riding smoothly and confidently in the pack. With the crosswinds in this part of the world, and the numerous crashes, being near the back is suicide. Unlike the pros, there is no taking it easy after a big pile up. The fallen riders and those stuck behind them are usually dropped for good. Rival team cars won't let you draft behind them!
I had great legs for a few weeks in May / june, then should have taken a rest before a week long stage race in July. Instead I kept plugging away, and in the Tour de Province de Luxembourg I managed to get myself eliminated on stage 1 of 4. That really hurt my motivation, but I was just feeling flat, tired and ****** off. Plus I was sh*t scared descending, as that was totally new to me. Even on a bad day I am an above average climber, but it's rare to see a rider gaining places on the way up the hill, and then getting dropped on the way down!
During the high summer I got into the habit of riding 3 hrs in the afternoon and then going straight to an evening training race, so ending up with 5+ hrs on the bike including 70km racing. Doing this mon, tues, weds every week led to me getting pretty overtrained, very thin and mentally tired.
I did take a rest, and then rebuild with eye on a crit in Amsterdam near to my house. I decided to write the last couple of classics off completely, just turn up to get dropped, but was busy with crit specific intervals, and training on the actual circuit. This paid off and I managed 12th place on the day....which considering I had only managed to finish 1 crit previously was pretty cool. Mother coming over from the UK to watch was good for the motivation. After that I ended my season (mid sept) and took a month off for drinking beer and romancing Dutch ladies ;-) Only exercise I did was one run (big mistake - engine much more in form than the running muscles) and some crunches.
Since November 1st I have been riding 3-4 hrs 4-5 times a week, averaging 28-31 km/h. Can be pretty miserable at times with the **** weather. I have also been riding a few times up the only hill in the North of Holland at 45rpm on the 53x16 to build some power and muscle.
Sometimes I wonder if I will ride elite level next year to be honest. It is a big effort, and I am turning 30 next spring. However, it is just so awesome to be out riding so much, and the thought of losing this level of fitness terrifies me. I think I am going to gove my all for one more year, especially as the team is looking a lot stronger and has a varied programme. We have 2 Dutch Olympic track riders joining us for a road season, and have quite a few races outside of Holland. Once a month in Belgium at a minimum, and in Belgium I usually ride well. Tour of Hungary would be awesome if I made the team.
As far as FTP is concerned - Now i work part time and have realised that you can train outdoors in any weather if you wear enough - I don't ride the KK anymore, so I have no idea of any imrpovement. I would expect so though, as there is easily another 12,000km in the legs since the last time I tested, plus my first season racing in the elite amateurs. According to the data online, at the level I am at you would expect to need at least 4 w/kg FTP to hang in the bunch.
Next year I want to train smarter, ride nearer the front, ride less races but prepare specifically for them and be totally motivated on the day. More Belgium, less Friesland would be nice.
Also want to ride the UK National Champs. Get on some photos with Cavendish and Millar on my wheel at the start and then hang on as long as I can.
Belgium... each time I went there I was left with the overriding impression that the entire country smelled like brussel sprouts - and I though the smell of cow sh1t around the Trough of Bowland was bad.