Cycling Weekly — February 08, 2018

(Jacob Rumans) #1

business, and you can depend on
receiving abuse, threats, and social
media assurances of a messy
death. The feeling of injustice
binds us together into a tight
brotherhood. But no one really
hates a runner. They feel sorry for
them, at best, and no one ever built
a brotherhood in adversity on pity.
Or is it the sheer machismo? If
nothing else we can explain away


unsightly-looking scabs as the
result of having ‘crashed’, rather
than ‘tripped’. Which word is
more likely to impress your
non-athletic co-workers?
In spite of the expense, the
inconvenience, the undeserved
hatred, the road rash, cycling is
still better. But I honestly can’t nail
down exactly why. I like to think
I’m a sophisticated adult, but could
it be that it’s just because cycling
still feels the way it did when I was
10 years old?
Like seeing beauty in art,
cycling’s glory is just a fact, and
you have to accept it. We are the
chosen people. And I really must
stop admitting to going running
on social media.

“Cycling offers


the chance to


join a despised


minority”


Real men carb
load with booze

How to...


ride with a


hangover


There are stories about riding with hangovers.
Jacques Anquetil won several Tour de France
stages after nights on the booze. The British
12-hour time trial record was once broken by a
rider who had single-handedly accounted for two
bottles of red wine the night before. Such rides are
the stuff of legend.
They are not necessarily to be emulated. A
hangover leaves you dehydrated, and with increased
levels of creatine kinase and lactate in your
bloodstream. You’re more likely to suffer cramps
and strains and electrolyte imbalances. You may
well have low blood glycogen levels, and consequent
lack of energy. There are even suggestions that
high-intensity exercise with a hangover can be quite
dangerous. So really, you shouldn’t do it.
On the other hand... it’s a chance to be the sort
of person who is discussed in hushed tones by
the sorts of people your mother told you that you
shouldn’t be trying to impress. It is the one way to
earn a reputation as a hardnut that doesn’t involve
getting cold and wet and riding 300km. All you have
to do is wear dark glasses and ignore a pounding
headache and make sure that everyone else notices
how strongly your sweat smells of tequila.
The upside is that the release of endorphins will
probably ease your symptoms to some extent.
You’ll burn off a few of the calories, which might
alleviate your guilt (assuming guilt is your sort of
thing). And did I mention you’ll be a legend?
All the same, don’t do it.

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