Abra, Braxton, Matt and I rather awkwardly and hastily put together a ride this morning (we weren’t fully awake) to beat the heat in the afternoon. I don’t know why I was super confident about my clipless pedals after my first brilliant attempt, but I was excited to try them “for real” when we started out on our ride on the Summerset trail from Indianola to Carlisle and back. We were standing outside the trail head bathrooms and chatting before we started when Matt just fell off his bike. Well, his bike fell with him on it, more like. We laughed our asses off since it was in ridiculous slow-motion. It was the first time Matt had fallen with clipless pedals and he’d had them several weeks now. He had just forgotten that he had left one foot clipped in.
Since we had several roads to cross over the first mile, I didn’t clip in, but used the platform side of my pedals until we weren’t stopping so much. Once I clipped in, it was fine. I felt so exhausted though. More exhausted than normal, actually. The guys were flying, Abra was staying back to motivate me. I felt like 13-14 mph was a killer on fairly flat ground.
There is a little lake detour our friend Jake shared with us that adds a bit to the distance. We decided to hit that on the way to Carlisle and as we looped the lake (I swear, it was uphill the entire loop) I saw the guys stop to wait for us. We stopped to chat (well, I was complaining) and then all of a sudden I just fell over. Ow! I’d left my right foot clipped in and forgotten and down I went. It was a relief to know that my foot unclipped during the fall though. I was only a bit banged up. Less than a minute later, Braxton (who hadn’t fallen before on account of his pedals) and his bike fell over for the same reason. We all had to laugh. Matt, Braxton, and I had our first clipless pedal falls on the same ride because we spaced off while chatting. D’oh!
Braxton slowed a bit during the rest of the ride so I could ride with him. I told him how crummy I felt and the guys reassured my by saying how I was using different muscles and a different technique with the new pedals. In my mind, I thought I’d feel faster right away so I was disappointed. Braxton then stopped and raised my seat a bit, which helped. At the turnaround point, Matt noted that my brake pads were rubbing my front wheel (maybe from tipping over?) which was also slowing me down.
The ride back was better with the new seat height and brake pads adjusted. Overall though, my recent bike trainings have left me more frustrated than anything for the HyVee Tri September 2nd. I wish I just had one extra month to train! The lesson learned though: I need to bike lots more and get over my fear of biking solo so I can get my training time in!