Yesterday I did the Robin Hood sponsored ride for BHF. 36 miles which probably doesn't sound like a lot to most of you but was a Marathon for me.
Anyway I really enjoyed it. It's fairly flat and I'd been doing hills in my training. Mass start of something like 600 riders I think. I put myself at the back and spent the first 30 miles having a great time overtaking people. I was attacking the hills out of the saddle instead of changing down and was hitting 20mph on quite a lot of the route.
However. At 30 miles something went wrong. I looked down to see what the wheels had got caught in. OK the usual sand and gravel bits but nothing odd. Then I realised it was my legs, I'd flat run out of energy. Nothing left. I'd always thought "the wall" was a mental barrier but I'm guessing I'd just hit it. Crawled the last 6 miles and collapsed in a shivering, pathetic heap.
I hadn't carried anything to eat. Would that have helped? What to take?
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Anyway I really enjoyed it. It's fairly flat and I'd been doing hills in my training. Mass start of something like 600 riders I think. I put myself at the back and spent the first 30 miles having a great time overtaking people. I was attacking the hills out of the saddle instead of changing down and was hitting 20mph on quite a lot of the route.
However. At 30 miles something went wrong. I looked down to see what the wheels had got caught in. OK the usual sand and gravel bits but nothing odd. Then I realised it was my legs, I'd flat run out of energy. Nothing left. I'd always thought "the wall" was a mental barrier but I'm guessing I'd just hit it. Crawled the last 6 miles and collapsed in a shivering, pathetic heap.
I hadn't carried anything to eat. Would that have helped? What to take?
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