Category Archives: Training
Kat and Ingrid (arguably two of our best corner takers on the team) led a cornering practice at the Louisville Criterium course this week. Here’s the quick and dirty on each tip. Now get to practicing!
1. Keep your upper body relaxed. No locked-out elbows.
2. Your outside foot should be down, always. No exceptions to this rule, ever.
3. Weight should be on the inside arm and outside foot.
4. Brake before entering the corner. Never break while turning in the corner, unless you want your front wheel to buck you off your bike.
5. Look through the corner. Do not fixate on the wheel right in front of you.
6. Approach the corner wide, cut into the apex, and exit wide.
7. The accordion effect – why you want to be near the front.
8. Don’t cut under the riders in front of you. You will make no friends if you do.
9. Turn with your hips, not your hands.
And the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwcLwK6Rj90
Brittany placed 6th in a field of 50 strong women yesterday at the Louisville Criterium! Brittany was one of many women out that day from the Naked team. We also had several women who had never raced, give it a go too. Here’s her take:
Mentally, this race started Thursday evening when Ingrid and Kat held a cornering and skills clinic at the Louisville Crit course for the team. After a couple hours of cornering on the course we would be racing on, I went home feeling fairly confident. Saturday morning, the Cat 4 Naked women lined our trainers up where we could watch and cheer for the Cat 3 women while we warmed up. For the future, I will try to park closer to wherever these group warms up will be, because I have exactly zero upper body strength, and I’d never noticed, but trainers are heavy. They should make those suckers out of carbon. As the Cat 3 women wrapped up, we talked through some tactics, pinned numbers, made final porta-potty runs, and debated what layers might be necessary.
My biggest concern is that I’ve never raced with a team, and I’m still not overly confident on what I need to do to work with and/or help my teammates. But the Amandas are wise and assigned several of us less experienced team members jobs, based on our strengths, so we had something to focus on. All I had to do was get my women up the hill, hopefully without dragging along too many women from other teams.
We did a quick lap and lined up, and having waited until the last second, I was at the back of a field of 45. The mentoring women explained the course, the rules, and their roles, and then led out a neutral lap. When we came through for the start, Amanda 1.0 decided to break up the field and took off fast, and we all followed. I managed to work my way toward the front group, near Amanda 2.0. Amanda 1.0 accomplished her goal; the field was fairly blown apart for the rest of the race.
The next thirty minutes aren’t particularly clear; there were wheels in front of me and behind me, women passing me, and women I passed. I spent way too much time not behind a wheel. Coming around the corner at the bottom of the hill, Amanda 2.0 would tell me to go. As soon as we turned onto the hill, she’d say it again. If I didn’t hear her on the hill, I’d look back to make sure she was still there. She told me to stop looking; she’d be there.
At the start of the prime lap, the group picked up the pace, but by the time we were coming back up the hill towards the start/finish, everyone seemed to have run out of steam, or interest. I think that was also when Ingrid (mentoring) told the group that it was a good time to make a move, so I did. I didn’t expect to win the prime and when no one chased me, I started to panic a bit, “Did they not ring the bell last time? Did I lose count? Did I just do something really stupid? Why am I so far out in front?!” I crossed the line and slowed for the group to catch me, and immediately felt less panicky.
At (I think) three laps to go, Ingrid and Rachel (also mentoring) asked if Amanda 2.0 and I were communicating. My internal response was, “I’m doing what Amanda tells me to—does that count?” I honestly don’t know what I said, maybe, “I think so?” Whatever it was, I’m sure it made no sense.
We didn’t get on the podium today, but Amanda and I were both top 10, and I ended up with a free massage from Integrative Healing as my prime prize. This was a great first crit experience, not only because I feel I did well, but the support of the mentors was incredibly helpful. I noticed several occasions where they were able to advise either an individual rider or a group, and I’m confident there were plenty such instances that I didn’t see, so thank you to all the women that mentored.
I am more excited than ever to be racing with Naked this year and am looking forward to more races with the team so I can improve my own being-a-teammate skills, and so I can get to know my teammates better. Hopefully there will be more orders from Amanda 2.0 as well.
Wise words from Berta. The woman can do biathlon, Ironmans, trail running races, skate ski racing, or modern pentathlon but she always comes back to bike racing. Read why:
Biathlon season is over and last weekend when I was in Steamboat I decided it is officially mud season. I declared it such when both sets of shoes that I brought up ended up covered in mud . My official last ski day was Easter day but I am excited as April rolls around and I can set my sights on bike racing. Yes I did sign up for a marathon in June and that has required a lot of running through the Steamboat mud but as I log my miles in my running shoes I long for the weekends with my cycling friends. There is something about the cycling season that is like a reunion. Like going back to school and seeing the friends that you didn’t see all summer because you were not in the same summer sports. Its fun to catch up. “How was your winter?” , “ What ski pass did you have?”. “What are your big racing goals for this year?”
Some women may have changed teams. Some may have gotten new bikes. Some may in a different age or race category now. Some may have had major life events. Whatever the case, there is always something to talk about in that very first race. So it’s time to put away the waxing kit, give the rifle a good end of season cleaning, put away the ski wear and pull out the new cycling kit. Here is to the changing of the sports garb and reconnecting with old friends and meeting new ones that have found the sport of cycling. Even though I turn 40 this year, I think it is going to be a good one and we will have plenty to talk about.
We were all happy to get back and we went straight to the wine bar/coffee shop. I’m sure you know what my beverage of chose was. (WINE) I’m sure you know what the Princess In Training’s beverage of choice was. (COFFEE) She’s still in training on the wine/beer drinking. I haven’t succeed with training in that area yet. She decided peeing outside, going commando was enough for her to handle this trip. She is very modest. We have to take baby steps. Next lesson for tomorrow…The Farmer blow. I have a feeling this will be a very slow learning process.
We just had our team camp and had 20+ Race and Club team ladies come from all over Colorado to convene in Moab, Utah during the Skinny Tire Festival (great item Roberta won at the BRAC Road Awards Party). We played in the dirt, road through state and national parks, national monuments, and drank a little too much wine. Here’s a very brief recap from the twins but more to follow of our team camp.
As kids we went to camp to get away, stay up late, eat food our parents would never give us, and not shower. As adults camp is actually very similar. The Amandas packed all our chamois, a couple extra bottles of wine, and headed West to Camp Naked Moab with 18 of our fellow teammies.
Here are 10 things we learned from Camp Naked Moab:
- Berta “The Basa$$” will teach you everything from paceling to Peace Corp Popcorn
- Even though everyone might like the twins, not everyone considers the best part of waking up is overly excited Amandas chitty chatty loudly.
- Your legs aren’t the only things that need to shut up; butt, thighs, feet, Helga, etc…
- The scenery always makes up for the elevation gain… ALWAYS.
- Riding with your teammies in crumy weather is way better than riding indoors & alone…period.
- Real team bonding happens at a winery.. chocolate, cheese, and wine are great for recovery!
- There are no deer in Utah!
- Jumping fences is only legal when there are hot tubs behind them
- Paul is the best husband any group of Naked cyclist sister wives could ever have
- We have the greatest group of teammates and friends anyone could ask for
Already looking forward to Camp Steamboat,
More mountain goat adventures in California!
First day of camp with 25 riders.
Amanda 2.0 just can’t stay out of the news. Colorado Daily decided to feature one of the twins!
Four years ago, Amanda Cyr weighed 350 pounds. A doctor told her she would die unless she changed her lifestyle.
Cyr, who now races for the Boulder-based Naked Women’s Racing cycling team, knew she had to change her lifestyle but had never really participated in organized sports, or a regular exercise schedule.
“Oh yeah, couch potato was a big sport of mine,” the now-29-year-old said, laughing.
Sharon and Melissa, the Naked Team mountain goats, take off for the Santa Monica Mountains in California. And while we’re jealous, it won’t be for long! We’ll be in Moab by the weekend at our team camp!
On Sunday March 3rd we took off for California. It was a bumpy start with one of our friends getting a speeding ticket on his way to the airport and another one missing her flight. We were not sure what would await us once we landed in Cali. Once we arrived the shuttle was there and our rental car ready.
We drove to Agoura Hills where the cycling camp was being based out of. Once we got there we put our bikes together and went out for a spin to make sure we weren’t going to leave any bike parts on the side of the road.
Day 1 was going to be 59 miles with 6800 vertical feet of climbing. I thought to myself “are the mountain goats ready?” Melissa was busy asking 1000 questions and as usual her anxieties were sky high. After the millionth question I said to her “have I ever taken you on any climb that you couldn’t do”? She smiled her usual beautiful smile and decided to trust the older wiser mountain goat.