Winter 04-05
Christmas in Sweden, Training holiday in Spain, Cyclocross in Belgium, Skiing in Annecy and Road racing in south France… All the things one can do when they don’t return to NZ for the summer!
I know I should have updated my website since November, but sometimes my motivation for these things slips. Add to this that my hard drive failed on my computer, and you could say I was no longer in any mood for doing anything related to the computer anymore! Now I’m feeling a little guilty, so I figured I better get something online, and some new photos too. Jeff will be working on a new photo album, which will allow me to update the photos myself, so hopefully that will make life easier in the future!
So, Christmas in Sweden was great once again. We had only a little snow, but Helena's family put on a cozy day with wonderful food. Two days later we all flew together to Spain to inaugurate their new vacation house in the small coastal town of Nerja, on the Costa del Sol. While the others were busy installing radiators and making curtains, I was out training in the 20dC sun together with Johan. We did some great rides in the steep mountains, exploring the small villages. One of my favorite things is to find crazy places to stop for espresso. I usually like the local bars in the small authentic looking villages. I speak no Spanish, but the expression on the old men’s faces is unforgettable as I walk in wearing my celeste lycra.
Back to Sweden, and a temperature drop of about 30d! I was not going to risk illness, so training there consists of gym work and the indoor bike. I am a member of the CK Uni club in Uppsala, and they have two indoor club training sessions per week. This year the club has gained strength and currently there are around 10-15 riders turning up at each session. There are structured intervals and pumping music to keep everyone motivated, so in the end, its really not too bad.
In January I finally got the courage to pack the car and head north to the land of cyclo-cross (Begium of course!) My friend Michel had mapped out the weekend for me with 2 good races. Normally when I race around France, most people only use one bike... but in Belgium even the kids ride with 2 bikes! So, Michel organized a second bike for me, 2 sets of spare wheels with mud tires, and we were off to the Kastellcross Zonnebeke, an international level race with some of the best crossers in the world. It was an impressive scene... the whole course was contained in a small park, and all spectators paid 5Euro entrance. There must have been 3-5000 spectators, and the atmosphere was buzzing despite the negative temperature. It felt pretty cool lining up with the likes of Sven Vanthurenhout (finished 3rd at worlds one week later!), Neils Albert (had his own fan club that arrived in a bus, and all wore identical tshirts saying "I support Neils Albert"!), and Johnathen Page (3x US national champ). The race start was a 1km flat road stretch, then an all out elbow fight for the first piece of single track. The pace was impressive. I held on for a lap, but then the lactate took over, and I slipped pack through the field. The course was pretty much flat, but with lots of tight corners. With 3 laps left Sven lapped me and I got to see how impressive he rode. My final place was 28th. The next day I did a slightly smaller race, yet it was still an awesome level. My big achievement was just not getting lapped! One thing I really did not expect though was to see a big team from Zimbabwe! They went on to race at the worlds the next week, which made me think I could have done the same. Maybe one day!


To attempt to get some speed in the legs I went down south to compete in the first road events of the year. As expected the level was really high, and the excitement of the first races meant a lot of attacks. I was happy to hang on for just 2hrs during the first two races, as I didn’t want to shock the body too much too fast. I then spent the week in Limoux, checking out where the NZ Cycling team are setting up there international center. It’s a nice place, but the house I was staying in was not in any healthy living condition, so I ended up staying in a hotel anyway! It’s a nice set up they have there, with a bunch of houses, and riders from all over the world coming to stay and race. At that time there was a group of track riders from Canada, and one English guy that lives there permanently.
I was meant to be getting support from them for the weekends racing, but as it turned out, there was none! Luckily for me, my friend Michel Bajorek was free to come and help me out. He’s a great mechanic, and managed the weekend’s races perfectly. We had two races, one from France into Spain, then back again the next day! They were mostly flat and windy, so tough for a little mountain biker like me. I was very happy to finish the races both days in the group, especially the second day when the wind was horrific.