Not today but yesterday, I had decided to do a bit of a prep ride for an upcoming 200k Audax which would scout out the start and end of the ride, missing out the very hilly middle bit. I know all the towns well but had never cycled through them, or tried to navigate using laminated cards.
It was a dry day and I left bang on 10am - progress was good as I followed my usual commuting route into Edinburgh. You can see North Berwick Law (hill) from quite a distance and that was to be my halfway marker. Where normally I would take the cycle paths I just stayed on the roads, which was a nice change, and going alone Ferry Road I nodded to a fellow roadie in an Edinburgh Bike Co-op top, heading out for his morning spin.
Portobello HIgh Street was easily navigated then Mussleburgh, where I had a bit of sparring with a MTB'er whom I was faster on the flat but was determined to get past me at every lights - hmmm, I pulled over to consult my sheets and let him have his moment. I couldn't see the audax registration hall but reckoned I was pretty close, and being on the right road this would be the Audax "start line". I head out from Mussleburgh and through Prestonpans and Cockenzie, passing the hulking remains of the Cockenzie Power Station - East Lothian's skeleton in it's industrial closet.
The road out to North Berwick from here is almost pancake flat, and I quickly caught the MTB'er again who was no match for my flat out speed - "
Eat my Shorts, Dirt Muncher!" (I didn't say that, just thought it...
) Edinburgh Bike Co-op man joined me for a wee bit and when I told him my route he just nodded and said "good loop". He was on an out-and-back ride and didn't hang around too long.
I was making great progress at this point, through Aberlady and Gullane and reckoned I must have a bit of a tailwind as I was averaging almost 28kph - my thinking was "make hay..." etc while the going was good. To my surprise I reached North Berwick after 2 and a half hours, North Berwick Law looming in my view.
I stopped for coffee and cake at Steampunk Co, which I'd heard really good things about - it is really a bit of a hipster place, but it was a welcome stop on an increasingly hot day. Fortuitously it was also on the next part of my route, up Law Road and heading for Haddington.
It was here that the hills started and I started paying for my earlier nosebleeds - cramp has been an issue for me all year on longer rides and I could feel my legs stiffening - I decided to slow the pace and just grind out the climbs. I made it down into and through Haddington and, reading the instructions I fixated on Gifford as being the next stop, though looking back the card actually states:
44.1 TL (appears SO) on bend SP Gifford
44.5 SO Thro Tfl over bridge
44.7 TR B6368 SP Humbie/ Saltoun
(Note the short distance gaps between instructions, that I chose to totally ignore)
After a few miles I
finally figured out I might be on the wrong route, though I was 4 miles from Gifford so I decided to keep going - thankfully in Gifford there was a very welcome sign pointing back to Tranent and eventually Edinburgh. This was a long drag but it hooked up with the road I would eventually (and hopefully) be taking to lead me back to the finish on the 200. It seemed to take an age to reach Tranent but after that I knew there was a long downhill crossing the A1 back into Mussleburgh.
In Mussleburgh I passed an ice cream shop with a big queue which gave me an idea - I wasn't going to queue in lycra but there was a garage that would sell ice lollies - 10 minutes later I was scoffing a Feast and a Wispa, washed down with a bottle of Diet Coke. I probably looked a sight sitting on a kerb in a garage swigging from a bottle.
Back into Edinburgh and back on my commuting route - Easy Street! Well, not quite. I had been cycling into a headwind for quite a bit and my speed was falling off the cliff, but there was no choice other than to keep plodding on. I stopped outside Dalmeny as I was feeling a bit ill (heat+feast+wispa+coke=
) and for some reason the Garmin kept going, so I stopped it, rested for 5 minutes and gave myself a stern talking to.
Onwards to the Forth Road Bridge and I'm looking at my Garmin - "
why hasn't the distance moved?" "
why isn't the clock moving?" "
why... Oh balls!" I'd forgotten to restart it.
I probably only lost around 5k, no biggie but it shows I was tired.
The last 10k is all uphill but knowing I would soon be home I made it without stopping. Lying on the kitchen floor Mrs Fu asked "
why do you do this to yourself?" - I'm not sure I can answer that!
What did I learn? Over a 200k I need to learn it's not a club run, I have to pace myself and not get involved in playing catch-up with other riders. I need to get my eating and drinking right and not wait, then stuff my face when I eventually grind to a halt. I need to have the route on my Garmin (and perhaps a map as well) and learn to follow directions. Oh and I need to have an answer to that question smarter than "
I Dunno!"
(sorry for the rambling without photos, they won't upload for some reason) Ride Stats:
https://connect.garmin.com/activity/882713232