Welcome to Wonderwoman! Wonderwoman just ran her first 10k race and raised over £200 doing so!
Wonderwoman didn’t think she was a runner. But she wanted to get fit and lose weight. She made a new year’s resolution and started a walk/run regime. She was pretty grumpy when her beautiful new trainers got muddy. (But the superhobbit was very proud!)
She managed her first 5k run all by herself in February:
Health issues intervene
But she wasn’t losing weight and she felt like she was trying to run through treacle. Every morning she woke up feeling like she had a hangover – and she never drinks! Luckily, she visited the superhobbit and happened to mention about her woeful tingly hands each morning. One thyroid blood test later and a diagnosis of underactive thyroid was made. What a difference a normally functioning thyroid makes! She was back on the program, storming ahead.
But superheroes surmount one challenge, only to be thrown another curve ball. Wonderwoman’s stepfather was very poorly and had to be admitted to hospital. The hospital was a 30 minute drive away and she was spending a lot of time visiting, as well as supporting the family.
Running was really hard, but she managed some swims and kept up with power dog walks.
As he got better she could start to run again and by May she was training hard, with our superhero pal, marathon girl. The plan was a 10k on July 1st. In true superhero fashion, she also decided to apply for a new job (which she got!) But then her stepfather took a turn for the worse. Now she was determined to “race for life” and take him her winners medal.
1st July 2017
The day was warm and sweaty. The park in Brighton was full of women in pink – T-shirts, tutus, sparkly facepaint. The hobbit minions had cheesy chips, superhobbit and wonderwoman got in the queue for the loos. The great thing about race for life is the spirit of superheroes overcoming all sorts of challenges to run, including those who’ve had cancer themselves. The hip hop power warm-up was totally enlivening – if challenging for the mostly over 40’s who wished for Jane Fonda…….or the green goddess……..(don’t tell me you don’t remember!)
They split us into runners, joggers and walkers. A minutes silence was held to remember why we were doing it:
and then off we trotted. A surge of pink ladies jogging sedately round a field must have been a sight to behold and we were doing swimmingly until………..THE MOUNTAIN. If you’ve done the London-Brighton bike ride you’ve ridden up Ditchling Beacon (well, admit it, you probably walked!). We hadn’t realised we had signed up to run up its steep backside. Less than 1k into the run and we were almost kissing the ground as we tried to get up the first hill. Everybody walked. Eventually the ground levelled out and we could run a bit and wonderwoman was getting nicely into her stride.
There was an ambulance at the top of the hill, but we gave it a miss and we were rewarded with a long comfortable downhill stretch where we could even chat to other runners. As we got to the 4 km mark we could hear the sounds of a choir singing uplifting songs which really spurred us on. Later as we started loop two we picked up water and were encouraged by a lady apologising that we had to go up THE MOUNTAIN again. This time wonderwoman’s technique was a backwards shuffle – very effective! But we couldn’t talk it was so steep. It took a while to recover and wonderwoman’s legs were feeling a bit leaden. Luckily, I had a caffeinated gel on hand – banoffee pie flavour! – for just such an occasion. Full of sugar to fuel your muscles and the right amount of salt to prevent cramp and (if taken with water) to hydrate you perfectly.
She said it tasted like sperm.
Probably I shouldn’t have kept it in my back pocket where it got warm…….. However, it seemed to do the trick – she started running after that 😉 Suddenly we could hear the choir again, (emosh), we were out in the open again and the field was in sight. Hobbit minions came to race us home, a little bit of walking to gather final strength and whoosh – she was sprinting.
The final 300 yards was flat out, full on, hobbit-gasping racing and she pegged it over the line ahead of me in 1h21 fabulous wonder-minutes. Medal over head, water bottle received, snack-stealing attempt by hobbit-minion 3 – rapidly retrieved and inhaled by wonderwoman and we were done.
On the way to deliver the medal to her stepdad’s hospital bed – for the record – wonderwoman said “I don’t feel like that was too bad – we should do the Brighton half marathon”. The lessons are, therefore, as follows:
1 – with the right motivation you can do anything
2 – anyone can be a superhero, you just have to take adversity and turn it into motivation
3 – do not make any binding decisions when you have endorphins in your system!!!!
So, thank you wonderwoman – you are an inspiration to hobbits old and young. I’m researching half marathon training plans and I’m looking forward to what you will do next! But I know the world is safe in your hands 🙂
We did it 😀😀😀. Thank you for supporting us, sponsoring us, coming on the journey with us. There have been ups and downs, a bit of sideways, laughter and tears, injuries, illness, recovery, a new bike, a resignation, a house renovation and an election.
It all started when the multi- tasker’s sister thought it would be fine for a couple of slow sprint triathletes to upgrade to double the swim length, more than triple the bike leg, nearly triple the run and add a bit of kayaking for good measure…… Safe to say, we had never been in a kayak before: although Meg was a rower at uni, she struggled with the concept of forward motion in the water! We knew we had to do 6 months of training and we started off well. We had a bit of injury and a horrible virus impeding progress, but we got back in the saddle (Meg literally did most of her training in the saddle – lesson number one, cross training is effective!)
We were doing marvellously but then Meg had to move out of her house for it to be renovated and an election was called. Other things were suddenly a priority. The training schedule was abandoned early on – from the other side I can now report lesson number 2: you can still race without the training but it takes significantly longer.
The last supper
We were both supposed to register and listen to the safety briefing on Friday 16th, but the hobbit was still saving lives in Beccles, so Meg had to freak herself out and have a panic attack on her own. Luckily there was a carb-loading supper for her, unluckily, we found out there was a cut off for starting the run of 16.30. Pressure! The upside of lifesaving was a very civilised “last supper” with as many carbs as possible – two bread rolls!! – for the hobbit when she finally rolled up.
Good morning sunshine
Saturday morning was beautiful. A sleepy Norfolk village, a lovely hotel, beaches nearby. And we were planning to swim a mile, kayak 3 miles, bike 45 miles and then run 8 miles. Breakfast ensued! What a dilemma. Facebook came to the rescue – More carbs and salt:
So far so civilised. You can tell I was in denial, really.
My bubble of calm evaporated when I got to the race site and saw ironmen and women setting up. This is it. The multitasker had her superhero t-shirt on, she’d picked us a kayak and some lifejackets and we had a spot on the bike rack.
The idea is you set out a coloured towel (to identify your spot) under your bike and lay out everything you need in an orderly fashion to swap between disciplines. There was a lot of gear (and food – second breakfast!). The multitasker was flirting outrageously with a young lad with “thighs like pony’s” (and I quote).
We got our tatts done:
And our ankle tags. Always a bit disconcerting to be tagged and enumerated….for ID purposes in case we were found drifting out to sea in the kayak…..?
Swimming – 1 mile
Next step was getting half in the wetsuit and being shipped out to a beach 1 mile up the creek from which we would swim back. Being in the boat stopped the nerves as it was a gorgeous day and you could pretend you were going on a cruise. 😂😉😂🤔. The other competitors had mostly done it before and were extremely helpful explaining how fast they could go😶. We had a quick acclimatise in the (surprisingly pleasant) water, were corralled through a headcount and then off went the hooter and we splashed in.
Of course, everyone worries about the vicious tactics of the open water swim. Certainly supergirl and ironwoman, our fellow Beccles superheroes, got kicked and pushed around. The solution is to breastroke calmly at the back having a nice chat. The multi-tasker needs calming and reassuring that there are no sharks or dead bodies coming to get her and the hobbit is incapable of doing freestyle. It’s true that the RNLI kayakers and paddle boarders going alongside for safety got totally bored with us but on the brightside, the multitasker got to flirt with some more muscle-bound teenagers…….
Hilariously, there was a point at which we hit a sandbank and everyone stood up and walked, there were two jellyfish, one stung me a bit, but otherwise it was a glorious swim and by the end even the multitasker had stopped panicking and enjoyed it.
Kayaking – 3 miles
33 minutes after the hooter we were dashing up the quay to our kayak ripping off the wetsuit and wheezing only very slightly. (Big improvement on last year – shorty wetsuit recommended). The kayak was heavy and we had to go barefoot over gravel to get it back in the water. Hope there’s no video 😱. We had our very own safety kayaker beside us as we were last, but we motored down the course due to the engine powerhouse that is the multitasker.
And then there was an unexpected snag – the creek ran out and we had to push the kayak 100 yards across a mudbank before getting back in to finish the course. Spoiler alert – this was not the only time I was nearly lost to the mud…..
By the time we finished (49 minutes) we were no longer last. More kayak manhandling, with the help of an elderly lady (respect!) and we were back in transition, squirting on sunscreen and ready to bike. We even saw supergirl and ironwoman dashing off just ahead of us, so we knew we were doing OK. The multitasker has decided kayaking is her next sport – I have to concur, it was a fabulous addition to triathlon.🚣
The bike leg – 45 miles
We started riding at 12.50, anticipated a time of 3.5 hours so it was going to be a close shave to get on the run before the 16.30 cut off. This didn’t really make us go any faster but we absorbed gels and flapjacks and rehydration drinks for good measure. The bike leg is extremely undulating. Great road surfaces compared to all the potholes in Suffolk, but it was all up, down, up, down. We never quite managed to draft each other very well as the hobbit could get up hills quickly and the multitasker could get down them quicker. However, we stayed together and did more chatting. There was a banana and water oasis at mile 20 by the Sandringham stud where we found other cyclists, saw various people with punctures and learned someone had already broken their collarbone falling off. Undeterred we pedalled on. At one point the multitasker got ahead and two nice “sweepers” picked me up and let me draft behind them to catch her up. I swear we were doing 60mph! 🚴😁. We made it to Holkham Hall where there is a little “out and back” round the obelisk. This was the only time we could see who was behind or ahead of us and I was grateful to be able to say “we’re not last!” As I realised the person 200 yards behind us was supergirl. This was extraordinary. Supergirl is a top cyclist averaging 18 mph. She had set out on the bike ride a minute or two before us. What had happened? Turns out, supergirl and ironwoman’s team name was the prescient “wrong direction”! There were moments on the bike ride when the multitasker was flagging. But like a true superhero she didn’t moan about her creaky knee or agonising sacroiliac joints, she just pedalled. I hadn’t taken on quite enough hobbit nutrition so by mile 43 there was a loss of momentum (understatement for grinding halt) but a gel soon sorted it and then suddenly we were back in transition, more sunscreen and off on the run. (3h32mins on the bike – just made the cut off!)
The “run” – 7 miles sand dunes 1 mile mud
The first bit of the run goes past the finish line where loads of finished superheroes were basking in their glory – so we had to run past them really fast to look as though we were trying! But then we got to a raised bank where the heat was radiating up off the ground and it felt like an oven and we just had to stop and walk. At this point, the small voice of supergirl was heard and she came running up behind us, with ironwoman trailing behind. They had got lost, had to stop at a bike shop and ask directions, then lost each other again after a pee stop. Ironwoman did not look well, but she was absolutely determined to carry on, so we agreed to stick together and walk. But then we reached the sand dunes and almost ground to a halt. Even just walking across the sand was hard in that heat so we struggled on slower and slower. There was a curious mirage in the sand of a tropical cocktail bar with grass skirts, Hawaiian Lei & pina colada. The multitasker had one (pina colada) & perked up considerably!
Eventually we got to the wooded area off Holkham beach and tried a bit of jogging but ironwoman suddenly felt faint and got goosebumps and looked really poorly. Luckily there was a Marshall station so we took on water and poured water over her and just walked on – no more running.
Finally, we got to the last bit which involved crossing all the creeks to get back to the start over the muddy marsh. Getting wet feet was initially lovely but soon we were meeting deep creeks which we had to jump down and crawl up trying not to lose our trainers in the mud. I failed. The multitasker hauled me out but the trainers were unable to come with me. Actually it was better barefoot. By this time I had lost the capacity to make any decisions and nearly got stuck on one side of a creek with sheer sides wondering if I would ever make it out of the mud. The multitasker was clearly enjoying herself – times like that you need an army Major sorting out the troops: luckily, the great thing about Norfolk Superhero is you have your superhero buddy to egg you on (or drag you through the mud!) whenever you are flagging. I think we even ran a bit towards the finish and then stumble-waded through the final creek to cross the finish line – all 4 of us hand in hand. (2h 34 min)
……and we beat number 77 & 78 who got the wooden spoon!
7h38min27seconds all done.
Massive thanks to everyone who has put up with us, massive thanks to the organisers and the amazing marshalls who were SO supportive and a massive rest. Before we started the multitasker said – “do it again next year?” the answer was NO! But now it’s – “can we do it every year?”
If we keep going, we could win the zimmer cup (combined age of superhero team > 100) in 2024 – so we’ll keep you all posted!
Easter Sunday – a day of rest! Surprisingly got 10k steps in walking up Dover’s Hill.
Slow 5km run but at least I did something
Work – official rest day. Snap General election announced. This means the justice crusader will be standing for parliament and my training will take a backseat. Clearly we must get rid of the current government so this doesn’t happen again 😂
21 mile bike ride very slowly. Apple crumble Torq gel is delicious and putting hydration tablet in water bottle meant I actually peed when I got home. Neither of those things made me faster, but I definitely recovered better…….
Rest day – lego exhibition of superheroes! 24,000 steps, 3 godsons in a state of perpetual over-excitement and SUPERHEROES!
Election- related tasks
Election related campaigning.
So it is with sincere apologies that this is the last blog post. Hope you’ve enjoyed it and got something from it. Electioneering has taken over until June 8th and then I will need a rest.
If I recover I will post a report from the actual event, because I will need to moan about how much pain we both went through!
Multi-tasking major activities
Easter Sunday – must be a day of rest?
24.95km on the bike and the wonder that is new watch app feature 🙂
3km run including dog collection. (that’s the red splodges indicating slowness)
Well that’s just a turn of phrase. Woman and machine/ person and machine/ human machine and bike, today we reflect (slightly tongue in cheek) on oneness with your bicycle.
Julien Offray de la Mettrie was a materialist philosopher who talked about man as a machine. Certainly you could look at us as fuel in, energy out machines for – doing what exactly? Get on your bike and suddenly you have purpose. You are going somewhere. The bike has all the obvious mechanics but you are the engine.
The goal of this? To become one with your bike – the ultimate biomechanical machine experiencing a state of “flow“.
Of course, that perfect mix of high skill and high challenge doesn’t happen very often. Usually you ride along thinking “ooh, brake now” “oh, why is that pheasant not getting out of my way?” “did he HAVE to pass me so close?” “my butt hurts” “my quads are burning” “I wonder what I should have for tea?” “I’m missing the Archers……..” as you spin around the 8 levels of flow in a state of flux.
But sometimes, you feel the power to the pedals, they seem to turn effortlessly, the wind is in your face not knocking you off and you stream along – man and machine in perfect harmony.
And lastly, to the pedals. Adding to the list of “more things to buy for your bike”. You can go with the pedals that come with your bike.
You should try to wear hard soled shoes if you do that – air-soled running shoes take the wind out of your pushing power. You can add “clips” or little cages for your toes to lock in so you can pull up as well as push down.
This takes a bit of getting used to – remembering when you slow down to stop that your feet aren’t free. Or you can go “clip less”
For the real cycling experience, you need pedals with bike shoes that lock in so that you smoothly pedal with power all round the turn. There are a baffling amount of options, but the basic premise is you “clip in ” as you move off and you unclip by twisting your foot as your roll to a stop. Forget that and you capsize!
Road bike shoes look like this:
With external cleats that make you walk like a duck when you stop at the cafe and are extremely slippy.
MTB shoes look like this:
With recessed cleats so you can walk normally.
The difference is the ease of clipping in and out. Road shoes clip more firmly for better power transfer to the pedals (faster!). But easier to forget or get in a pickle and fall off. MTBs have easier release so perfect for beginners.
Types of pedal
They mostly look like this:
Advantages being that the pressure on the ball of your foot is quite wide, disadvantages (for a novice) being you get clipped in tightly = more falling off potential
But you can get these:
If you want an easier in and out and also you can clip in on either side which might make you feel more confident. You can see these have a smaller area under the ball of your foot so some riders get a “hot spots” of pressure discomfort on a long ride.
There isn’t much theory to add, although there is an Australian study confirming that riders over the age of 26 get more foot pain when clipped in than younger riders. But you didn’t need science to tell you that!
Wheeeeeeeeeels. Help you go wheeeee! You’re all set up with your helmet, frame, sizing and gears but don’t forget your wheels! You might just go with your off-the-peg wheels, but you might want to think about a few things.
You mostly find your wheel rims made of aluminium, spokes can be stainless steel, but you can get carbon wheels for lightness. You know you get what you pay for:
Keith Bontrager famously said of bicycle parts:
“Strong. Light. Cheap. Pick two.”
You pays your money and takes your choice – you could have a heavier frame and pay to upgrade to lighter wheels, that seems to make more sense than having a top of the range light frame & heavy wheels which counteract the benefit.
It’s confusing. However, generally adult road bike wheels are 700mm diameter. There is a thought that smaller frames need smaller wheels (you can get “650”mm) to avoid your toes clipping the edge of the bike wheel as you turn a corner, but then you need different gearing to ensure you can go the same speed as everyone else. You can see that in action on a Brompton bicycle with tiny wheel diameter but a huge great chain ring.
However, a smaller wheel is also lighter, which might suit a smaller rider.
Just as you can vary wheel size you can vary the number of spokes. There is all sorts of physics involved – from less resistance and lighter to better strength and you can read more (much more!) here, if you’re planning on building your own bike.
So, you can also spend your pennies on deep rims to reduce drag. However, whilst that’s fine when you’re cycling forwards on the flat in a windless day, get a side wind up a hill and you may be over in seconds. Get the feeling there’s a lot of money for old rope going on in wheel choices!?
Road bike tyres are also an infinite discussion. One of the worries beginners have is the narrowness and the lack of tread. You can go for a mountain bike with fat tyres:
but the resistance of all that friction against the road might mean you can’t even move forwards -and look at the weight of it! Skinny tyres (23mm) are light and no tread means less friction and it all means faster! You can be reassured that bike tyres are too narrow to aquaplane at speeds below about 200mph. However, they are vulnerable to skidding on gravel and sand on the road . Also, you pump them up to 100PSi which means puncture-tasticness, especially if you end up hugging the kerb when a tractor overtakes you.
One option, now, is a slightly wider road tyre (25-27mm) with less pressure in it. The theory being that it moulds over any potentially puncturing bits of gravel and where it’s wider the bit of tyre in road contact is shallower meaning the same of less overall rolling resistance. I don’t know what the truth is, but that’s what I’ve gone because as a nervous beginner used to mountain bike tyres it makes me feel more stable!
When you first decide to start cycling again, you can go alone, with someone, or with a group. Depending on what sort of personality you are, you might have a preference, but it probably benefits us all to do both.
Going it alone
It’s really good to be able to brave getting out on your own. You need to be more organised and prepared – if anything goes wrong there’s no-one to help you and you are totally responsible for route finding. You need to be a “self-starter”, in order to get out of the door.
How to do find the motivation? One way would be to have a chore to do in the next door town that you would normally drive to. Get on your bike instead. Plan yourself a treat when you get there – coffee (and a cake if you rode fast enough!). Venturing further afield might need some added motivation – something to see or do when you get there, a friend to meet for lunch.
But once you’re out on the road on your own, the benefits are felt immediately – you can hear the birds, you can go at your own pace, you can stop and start as you wish, you can take a diversion and you can whip that strava segment into submission (!?)
Cycling alone gives you the chance to experiment with pace, style, speed and distance in your own way to build your confidence up. You also have to do all the work so you build up your fitness quickly.
But if you’re low on self-motivation, committing to going out in a group could really help.
Just planning a ride with one friend immediately increases the chances you’ll do it! You have someone to chat to, someone to help you change a punctured tyre and someone to have coffee with. You can both motivate each other if one is flagging, but you do have to go at the pace of the slower rider. Sometimes, this is a relief, sometimes it can be frustrating! The advantage is all there for the beginner – your cycling mate gives you tips and technique and encourages you to do more and try harder, they’re rooting for you and pulling you on.
Group rides tend to feel more threatening to beginners. Your mate knows you and your weaknesses, but in a group you have to get on with it. However, in a group ride you can learn all sorts of useful things for your sportive or race. Drafting – where you tuck into the slipstream of the person in front can save your legs, helpful warnings about potholes and turns, the joy of no responsibility for the route and the planned pitstop are all bonuses. Generally, clubs tend to have 2 or three groups going at different stated speeds (e.g. 12mph average, 15mph average and 18mph average) so you can start of in the slowest group and often go up or down as you progress or tire.
Finding a cycling group
There are lots of UK cycling organisations that can help, try theselinks
33.65 miles on the new bike in glorious sunshine! 1343 kCal burned – more than my daily intake…….lesson one – take more fuel, had to walk up one hill due to exhaustion and Kendal mint cake had not yet kicked in.
Rest day – working
We’ve decided real superheroes only train 3 days a week! (see below)
“active recovery” day (yes, I did make that up!) a bit of treadmill at work at 3km/hr which I’m counting as active recovery. Oh, and a mad dash over to a heart attack on the ward……which wasn’t!
6km run in 40 minutes, which is OK. Didn’t have time for more as had leaflets to deliver for the justice crusader. 23091 steps in all today!
Bought a range of energy gels and hydration tablets for training bike ride tomorrow with super-bikegirl (the competition) – learning from my mistakes 😉
31 mile bike ride with super-bikegirl in unexpectedly good weather – have tripled my average bike mileage this week! I like riding with girls – we do civilised things like stop for coffee and stop for lunch! No walking up hills this time.
Did try the Torq rhubarb & custard gel which was addictively delicious & highly recommended and also the mango chew which saved me from shaky legs after a 9 mile top speed dash for the train home! However, then I got a sugar crash 2 hours later despite milk and nuts for protein. More fuel testing required!
Rest day – with leaflets which don’t seem to deliver themselves 🙁
Ran 11km of a 12km loop. Orange-banana torq gel during the 1km walk – effective but not very nice! It was hard work in the Cotswolds: hills don’t really feature in Suffolk. Had a rehydration tab after which was great and an Ote protein bar which I wouldn’t have again (a bit like a milky way…..). Need to start thinking about a hydration belt……..
Multi-tasking Major activities
It’s official. Running and biking hurts my knees. Real superheroes only run once a week and train 3 days a week. Overtraining syndrome is a thing, right? So we’re avoiding that!
New routine – 30 minutes biking and running on a Monday
Rest day – spoiled by having to shout at children
Walked 20km (that’s 12 of your old -fashioned miles!)
Shouting at kids instead of cycling with the hobbit & super-bikegirl – a bit cross.
We’ve talked about gears this week. Good gearing gets you up hills with less effort, but what do you need psychologically to climb hills? What is your hill philosophy? Should you adapt it?
Sisyphus (so the myth has it) was an ancient Greek who so loved life he put death in chains. This angered the Gods who released death (they wanted to be the only immortals) and condemned Sisyphus to an eternity of pushing a rock up a hill, only to see it roll back down again. What’s this got to do with cycling? Albert Camus, an “absurdist” writer, considered Sisyphus and decided that far from bemoaning his fate
“one must consider Sisyphus happy”
Some cyclists can well imagine his delight: rather than any sense of futility in the task. They deliberately set out to toil up hills, for the joy of freewheeling down them again. Psychologically it’s short term pain for a quick gain.
Others find the adrenaline rush of the downhill a bit overwhelming but like the achievement of steaming up a steep hill and getting to the top, passing Sisypheans on the way. But what do you need to get up the hill? The right gear and fuel in the tank! Preparation to be in the right gear before you need it when you see the hill coming is an investment and fuelling all ride, knowing there are hills ahead, is a wise strategy to adopt. Psychologically this is taking the long view of your journey.
Of course you could plan a hill-free route. Just go flat out on the flat. Ignorance is bliss? But if you never experience the pain of climbing you never get the joy (or a chance to rest your weary legs) of zooming down.
Finally, do you gear mash all the way on your tiptoes or sit back and spin? Or do you see the hill ahead, understand the size of the task start seated and slow and as you rise higher and higher and get nearer and nearer your goal do you change up, stand up and push for the top? That’s probably what superheroes do.
Now that you’ve got your helmet, your frame and your wet weather gear, you’ll want to be picking your gear-set for your bike. You might go with what you’re given, or you might want to customise.
Gears make ALL the difference to your energy expenditure. If you’re planning a long ride, or a run afterwards, you want to save your legs as much as possible. So here’s the low down!
Gear Geek Corner
If you want to read all about it you can try this. Or you can follow our random ramble through the gears:
You might decide it’s all a bit complex. You want to keep things simple and you don’t go up or downhill much. You can get a bike with only one gear ratio. You can have a “single-speed” bike where you can freewheel or you can have a single-speed bike with a fixed gear. Fixed gear bikes (fixies) are “bang on trend” (as Cosmo would have it) with cute colours, retro styling and a subculture of reckless speed and perversity: you can’t coast so you have to keep pedalling (thus getting faster!), some people don’t even add brakes they just slowly stop pedalling/skip or skid to a stop. If you go uphill you work harder.
Recommended for – hipster wannabes
Not recommended for – the Lake district
This is what you will commonly find on a road bike. You can have multiple sprockets on the back (3-11) and up to three chain rings on the front to give you from 3 to 33 gear ratios. Why do you want that? So that if you cycle uphill the gears take the hard work out of your legs. Like driving your car you change down to go uphill and “spin” your legs around faster but more easily and when you’re zooming downhill you can “change up” and get more power through your legs to make the bike go faster and faster.
Recommended for – long journeys and hills
Not recommended for – the easily confused 😉
Assuming you’ve gone for a derailleur system you need to learn how and when to change gears. Some of it is a matter of preference, some is common sense. It’s easy to push the pedals round when the front cog is small and the back cog is large – it will slow you down but get you up a hill easily. If both are medium sized you can roll along a flat road feeling a nice power transition and pedalling smoothly. If you get a big front cog and small back you are working harder, but going faster.
So for a short to medium undulating ride you want to be in a middle gear on the flat, change down in advance of any hills and change up at the top to whizz down.
But some people going for 60+ miles like to “spin” their legs all the time at a high cadence (rate of pedalling) and a low gear. This saves the quads from working too hard & “feeling the burn” so you can endure the long ride.
You’ve got two choices. Sit down and spin or stand up & mash. (or a bit of both?!)
Sit down & spin: the theory is that sitting down keeps your weight evenly distributed over the front and back wheel keeping contact with the road evenly spreading the friction and being more aerodynamic. Also, bodyweight supported by the saddle = less energy expended. You change down to a low gear at the bottom of the hill and spin your legs with a fast cadence allowing you to persevere up any hill.
proponents – Chris Froome, heavyweights
Stand up and mash: also known as “dancing on the pedals”, but I guess that’s a matter of framing! This is where you stay in a higher gear and stand up and even start to rock the bike underneath you as you climb with a slower cadence. Harder work on the quads but potentially less strain on your back and allows you to use more muscles to power up the hill. Less aerodynamic.
proponents – Alberto Contador, flyweights
A bit of both: probably the best thing to do is start seated in a low gear and slowly get up the hill. As you reach the top and know you’ve got some “oomph” left in you and it gets steeper than 10% you might want to stand up and push the last little bit.