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Positivo Espresso Approved Starbucks

I took a shorter (85 km) afternoon ride today, out One-kansen, along the tank road and Machida Kaido, up the steep approach to Shiroyama Lake, and back to the river via Yaen-Kaido. The route can be replayed on Garmin Connect here. A fast trip back with neutral or tailwind.

Outbound, I stopped at Dominic’s „P.E. Approved“ Starbucks just off the end of One-kan past the „tank road“, and remembered to snap a picture with my phone’s camera. The photo leaves a lot to be desired, but least gives the general idea–people sitting outside and relaxing in what is, other than the Starbucks, a bit of a wasteland of big box stores, „logistics facilities,“ gas stands and convenience stores … just down the hill from the wonderful :

P.S. For an „approved“ Starbucks, would zenin (是認) or ninka (認可) be preferable to kakunin (確認)? Thoughts?

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A response to MC SpandX

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Fixie for Sale


For Sale: Swobo Sanchez 55cm

Purchased July 2007, mildly used, lovingly cared for, great condition, stable consolidation forces reluctant sale.

Road Bike Action Magazine May/June 2008

National Geographic Adventure Review

Specs

Geometry

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Wow! More Proof of PE Global Domination

On the climb to Passo della Stelvio …

She looks as if she is floating up the hill … he is suffering but holding on … barely.

(PLEASE click on the photo to view this at full size–a spectacular shot).

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Rites of Passage

You have probably seen this before but in my short cycling career I can certainly say some of these are relevant to me (I have highlighted them).
  1. Realizing that the hill isn’t in the way; it is the way.
  2. You go from one pair of shorts to a dedicated drawerful
  3. Being unable to sleep the night after you shave your legs, because of the tingle of bedsheets against your skin.
  4. When “thanks for the ride” goes from something you overhear to a part of your lexicon
  5. You see someone on the beach tanned low on the quads and biceps, and give him a nod of recognition.
  6. Bonking so bad you don’t think you will be able to make it home.
  7. Discovering how a convenience-store Coke can resurrect the dead.
  8. Starting and finishing a ride – the same one – in pouring rain.
  9. When you hang out at the bike shop and no one expects you to buy anything.
  10. When your bike computer registers triple digits for one ride.
  11. Clearing a log on the trail
  12. You embrocate.
  13. Staying long enough with the paceline to have a turn at the front.
  14. You are on the bike for the fifth straight day, and your butt doesn’t hurt.
  15. You try bibs and realize you can never go back to shorts.
  16. You notice that someone else has chain grease on his right calf.
  17. You ride inside the pack with no claustrophobia
  18. You swing off the front of the paceline before you get tired.
  19. You blow a snot-rocket without hitting your shoulder or your leg – or the guy behind you. (in my dreams. work to be done)
  20. You get stuck in your pedals and topple over at a stoplight
  21. Someone you introduced to the sport kicks your ass on the ride.
  22. Riding your bike through a big, congested city and feeling smarter than everyone else because you’re moving.
  23. You wake up to find your sheets sticking to your road-rash, and are feeling excited about riding that day.
  24. Your boss stops to ask you what is happening in the Tour de France
  25. You fix up your old bike to get someone else into the sport.
  26. Wearing out your first set of tires.
  27. You ride through a pothole, and it’s no big deal.
  28. Getting hopelessly lost – deliberately.
  29. You stop mid-ride to give your only spare tube to a stranded cyclist
  30. You realize you’re driving your car as if it were a bike – drafting, looking for potholes, and getting away from that squirrelly guy.
  31. Fixing a busted chain.
  32. When you no longer have to stop to take off your jacket.
  33. Feeling confident about taking off your jacket while riding, and then getting the trailing sleeve caught in the rear tire.
  34. The first time you crumple your race numbers.
  35. Planning a riding vacation (almost, am thinking about it)
  36. Seeing sunrise from the saddle.
  37. Wondering how your biggest local hill would rank on the Tour de France classification.
  38. In your head, Phil Liggett narrates your ride.
  39. You got dropped, you flatted, bonked, and got turned around – and when you get home you say you got a great ride.
  40. You roll through a patch of gravel and, without thinking, you reach back to rub the crud off your tire with your hand.
  41. A rider your respect says “You were flying today.”
  42. Rolling through a stop-sign, knowing it was the right thing to do.
  43. Doored!
  44. When you crest the summit of a climb, start down, realize you’re going the wrong way, but keep going anyway.
  45. Rubbing wheels – and staying up.
  46. Letting go of your kid’s seat and not having to grab it again.
  47. Getting your bike stolen and realizing how much it hurt you.
  48. Cleaning the cassette with your old toothbrush.
  49. Sprinting the neighborhood kids.
  50. Chasing a rabbit down the singletrack.
  51. Falling asleep when you stop for a break on a mountain bike ride.
  52. Endo.
  53. Telling someone which bike to buy.
  54. Overcooking a turn.
  55. Breaking a collarbone.
  56. Figuring out how to layer without overdressing.
  57. Dicing which car to buy in part based on how it will carry your bikes.
  58. Your first ride with a jersey instead of a t-shirt
  59. Riding on a day to cold that the water in your bottle freezes.
  60. Discovering that a shot of Jameson in each bottle keeps the water fluid.
  61. Though you’re not clear on exactly how to do it, and unsure of the outcome, you manage to fix your first flat.
  62. Walking home in your cleats.
  63. Getting so deep into the sport you think your helmet looks good. (not quite, but getting close)
  64. Following a favourite pro-racer—besides Lance Armstrong.
  65. Finding out that your favourite pro-racer was doping.
  66. Wrapping your bar tape so the handlebar plug stays in and no bar shows at the tricky bend at the brake hood.
  67. Naming a route
  68. Bumping elbows, then being relaxed enough to make a joke about it with the guy next to you.
  69. Sitting in with the big weekend training race.
  70. Developing that “V” of muscle definition on the back of your calf.
  71. Espresso at the halfway point.
  72. Crashing and immediately asking “How’s my bike?”
  73. Fixing your bike with a rock.
  74. Paying for a coach
  75. Figuring out that training advice doesn’t get much better than “ride lots.”
  76. Clacking into a rough tavern in cleats and spandex.
  77. Having a position on Bartali vs Coppi
  78. Throwing up after an epic sprint.
  79. Chasing back on after a flat.
  80. Winning a town-sign sprint and remembering it forever.
  81. Watching the compressed CO2 from your only canister shooting off into the air instead of the tube.
  82. Matching your bar tape with your tire’s sidewall – then realizing on your next ride that your bike looks like it’s been decorated by a blind pimp.
  83. Riding someplace you’ve always driven.
  84. Outsprinting a crazed dog.
  85. Summiting an H.C. Climb.
  86. Waving at a cyclist coming the other way and being ignored.
  87. Getting annoyed by an uninvited wheel sucker.
  88. Getting so fast you’re confident enough to ride slow.
  89. Wondering if cycling matters too much.
  90. Not caring if it does.
  91. At the PTA meeting, looking around at all the fat parents.
  92. Sitting up, taking your hands off the bar on a downhill.
  93. Surfing traffic on adrenaline and luck in one of the world’s 10 biggest cities.
  94. Dropping someone half your age.
  95. Outclimbing someone half your size.
  96. Passing someone whose bike costs twice as much as yours.
  97. Looking inside the bottle you’ve been using all season, seeing mold.
  98. Dismissing what used to be your favourite magazine because it keeps repeating topics.
  99. Reading The Rider.
  100. Coming home from Europe with cobblestones in your luggage.
  101. Finding out that no one makes your favourite handlebar-bend anymore.
  102. Riding down a trail you couldn’t safely walk.
  103. Telling the joke, “God wishes he was Eddy Merckx.”
  104. Cheating a crosswind by joining an echelon.
  105. Feeling superstrong, then turning around and realizing you have had a tailwind.
  106. Pedaling the Rainbow Bridge, Tokyo, at night.
  107. Beating the person whose bike squeaks drives everyone nuts.
  108. Reading a rites of passage list and finding that your own favourite is missing.
  109. Posting your own anecdotes and ride reports to the ‚club’s blog rather than claiming a lack of technological expertise.

Posted on behalf of DH via the Rites of Passage post on the TCC site

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Minami Shinano


Mist in the valley between Otsuki and Sasago, as seen on the first Chuo-sen train of the day:

I was extremely intrigued upon reading here about the second day of Thomas and Sergey’s „TCC Mountains of Madness“ ride, a route from Chino (just South of Suwa, on the Chuo-sen) along the Akiba-Kaido all the way to Hamamatsu on the Pacific Ocean, over 4 passes. The comments indicate that Ludwig also had done the same ride solo last month.

The problem, as noted by Ludwig, is that the first train from Tokyo gets to Chino after 9AM, not allowing enough time to get in the 200+ km to Hamamatsu before dark descends. Since the days are shorter now than 2-3 weeks ago when Ludwig did this, and since I climb much more slowly than him, I figured it was pretty much impossible as a one-day trip … until I scoured Yahoo Japan’s online train routing site and found a much earlier train on Sunday that gets to Chino at 7:45AM (well, actually 7:55 yesterday, due to signal problems after departing Kofu). The only problem is that is local all the way, requires transfers with bike bag at Otsuki and Kofu, and it departs from Takao at 5:16AM. I did the math … 1hr25min from my house to Takao station, plus time for packing the bike in the bag, getting to the platform and a few extra minutes just in case, and figured what the heck, I could nap on the train.

Anyway, I did not nap, but the early start was well worth the effort. The weather was glorious — cool but crisp/dry air, warm in the sun. The route was spectacular, as reported, and made for a very tough day … 39 km to Takao, another 205 km from Chino to Hamamatsu, 4 passes and over 3000 meters of climbing. Map/replay of the route is here.

Morning mist burning off over Yatsugatake at the start of the climb from Chino:
Takato, after the first climb and descent, with mountains to the West:
The river valley past Takato … a different river in each valley, for the descent and ascent, on each side of each pass, so forgive me if I don’t recall all the names:
Add ImageA Japanese roadie team that passed me going quickly as I stopped for a photo (above) and some food from my pack. I later saw a large, fast group, with support van, heading in opposite direction from me on the forest road above Jizo Touge … and thought I might have recognized one of the strong Japanese riders from NFCC among them, but they were descending and so we passed quickly with only a „ganbare“ or two in each direction. They looked just as pressed for time as I felt:
On the climb to Bunkui Touge:
Passing through the O-Shika („Big Deer“) area. The Road is the Road.
*I was going to post photos from Bunkui Touge, from the top of the climb out of Chino, and a few others … but you can see essentially the same photos on the TCC report.

A few rider notes:

1. I brought a small rucksack with food, since I wanted the flexibility not to stop for a meal on what is definitely a „no convenience store“ route, at least from Takato to Tenryu — a stretch of about 140 km. There were vending machines, and places serving udon/soba and other food to tourists, but extra food is highly recommended for a trip with minimal stops.

2. Thomas reports 3133 meters of climbing. From Chino to Hamamatsu, I show 3058 meters of climbing on my Garmin, which usually records slightly on the low side (within 10% of actual) when on the „smart recording“ — one data point every 6 seconds, instead of every second. Ludwig’s comments suggest „only“ 2500 meters climbing. I get much more than that just counting manually using his method from the lowest to highest reading on each of the 4 climbs (even if my altimeter needs adjustment, it is probably off by the same amount at the bottom and top of the climbs):

Tsuetsuki Touge/杖突峠 (750m to 1257m): 507m climb
Bunkui Touge/分杭峠 (750 to 1443): 693m climb
Jizo Touge/地蔵峠 (676m to 1493m): 817m climb
Hyoko Touge/兵越峠 (403m to 1183m): 780m climb

Or a total for the 4 climbs of 2797m … plus some small up/down in the valleys and on the last 80km to Hamamatsu easily gets to 3000+ meters (and in my case add 150m on the dark, Garmin-less trip to Takao).

If you view Thomas/Sergey’s photos you will see a sign at Jizo Touge showing 1314m elevation … and will understand how disappointed I was when the forest road on the South side of the pass kept climbing, almost another 200 meters, before turning downhill. Likewise, Aokuzure Pass (closed) is listed as 1082m elevation, but Hyoko Pass (open) is almost 100 meters higher.

3. My „Mapple“ map book includes a comment that Aokuzure Pass has such extreme landslides that „Japanese tunnel technology withdrew, defeated“ (日本のトンネル技術が敗退), an incredible admission given what we have seen on other rides. The map also notes that Hyoko Pass (兵越峠)gets its name (which translates something like „army crossing pass“) from when Takeda Shingen led an army on horseback over it.

4. Some quick online research reports that the crossing involved 35,000 soldiers — mainly on horseback — and took place in autumn, just about this time of the year, in 1573. Very impressive … and probably a bit of a shock to the local lords in Enshu region to the South when 35,000 soldiers on horseback came thundering down the valley. The average Japanese cavalry soldier (salaryman) of today is significantly less hardy, I was reminded on the descent when I came upon a traffic jam of vacationeers‘ cars blocking the road in both directions. One driver had driven just off of the road surface and into the drainage ditch (a sharp-edged channel about 25 cm wide and deep enough to swallow a tire up to the axle). I did not stop — no time — but I could not help but think that if all the people standing around would simply lift up the front of the smallish car, they could quickly get it back on the road and be on their way.

On the climb to Jizo Touge:

5. Ludwig did not like the tunnels on the long stretch of this ride after the last pass — over 80 km to Hamamatsu Station. I thought the tunnels were the best part, but not because I liked them. I just liked the endless road along an endless reservoir even less. And once past that stretch, the traffic and sprawl stretching along the 20+ km from Tenryu to Hamamatsu was not pleasant. There must be a better route for the last 20 km, if only I knew the territory. It looks like there are several chances to hop a train (Iida-sen) to Toyohashi and skip this last part of the ride — cut over approx 10 km from Akiba Kaido to Hiraoka, taking Rte 418 just North of the start of the climb to Aokuzure/Hyoko Passes, or take it from Misakubo, just over the last climb and a few km down the nice pre-reservoir section of the valley. This would not save much if any time, but it would save a long slog, and just looking at the Saturday schedule, for example, there is a 17:06 (express/reserved seating) train from Misakubo that gets to Toyohashi at 18:31 and would have you back to Shinagawa at 20:03.

I would suggest that next year (Golden Week or so) we try this, and add a side trip up to Shirabiso Touge (elev. 1833m) off of the forest road near Jiso Touge. Shirabiso was featured in the Cycle Sports Shinshu special earlier in the year, and would have a spectacular view of the Minami Alps, still with snow on top in May, if we timed it right. I had a few nice glimpses of the tall peaks yesterday, but no snow visible at this time of year.

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iPositivo

Im a bit of a dab hand with electronics as well as mechanics so I decided to break from the normal and give my iPhone a bit of Positivo BLING!
Not happy with making do with the borring „Black or White“ iphone that seems to match the Positivo „B“ Team, I decided that I had to have a custom „A“ team iPhone otherwise I would switch to AU that seems to produce all manner of phones in out team colours!
A quick call to Hong Kong and a new Orange shell and larger capacity battery was dispatched and Steve Jobs called me and appologized for the error of not creating a Positivo „A“ team shell upon release of the phone.
Appology accepted I went about my work. The project require the whole phone to be gutted and all the little bezzels and flanges removed and inserted in to the new case. Unless you have a very steady hand this can prove to be a most fustrating task!
But after countless hours of repairing other peoples iPhones it’s got to the point where I can now do this with my ishut.

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Vélib comes to Tokyo?

First CMWC and Bicycle Film Festival, now Vélib?
Many Positivistas may have read about or enjoyed the popular Vélib (vélo libre or vélo liberté) rental bicycle program rolled out in Paris in 2007, now up to 20,000 cycles at stations 300 meters apart throughout the city (official Velib web site is HERE).
There is now an experimental program in Tokyo with a station on Naka-Dori in front of my office building (Shin Maru Biru). The bicycles … look a bit less tank-like than those in Paris, and are designed for the Japanese physique. But nonetheless, a sign of progress here.

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For mob

http://video.bicycling.com/video/Fastest-Tire-Change/player

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Duke of Endurance

Well Saturday was a day of many mixed emotions and started off at 4:30am when I woke up and unable to get some much needed rest.

Having gone through the morning ritual of coffee on, toast on and clothes on, I started to get the bike and my kit ready for the BikeNavi King of Endurance race that myself and Michael were participating in.

The ride down route 45 was very pleasant and warm at 6am and I had to remove the windbreaker I was wearing and started to feel very Positivo about the weather forecast for the day…. How very wrong I was!

Registration was at 7am and although they were set up and ready to roll the event organizers were strict to the rule and did not start handing out race numbers, RFID tags for the bikes and the free goodies for those serious or crazy enough for the race a head until 7am on the dot. I would also like to point out that “Roadies, Fixies, Messengers, MTB’ers and mamchari” riders were all treated fairly and the same.

After stashing our kit we headed out on to the course to give it a few warm up laps and to familiarize ourselves with the course and it’s potential hazards and by this time we started to get a few little showers and some cross winds on the course.

At 8am we all set up on the starting line and I took the chance to see just how much grip my slicks would have on the running track as I was worried that the bike would slide at speed. Amazingly the bike stuck to it like glue and it was very hard to lockup the back wheel.

With the unsynchronized cheerleaders done with their routines and the local talent getting a temped “genki” in return to her cries the heavens opened and unleashed a new psychological weapon on us just as we were about to start.

Both Michael and I were lucky enough to be positioned relatively close to the front of the pack so when the starting gun sounded we took the outside line to put ourselves in the best position for when the green flag was dropped and we could get a good sprint line away with the serious contenders and form a breakaway group from the onset.

The pace was blisteringly fast and the adverse weather conditions didn’t make it any better for those in the front 3 groups. Having learnt from my last race I was wise enough to put some training rides in the week before, including in the terrible rain on Friday and thankfully my muscles and mindset were in the right place.

Having completed the first few laps at around 36-38kmph averages we started to drop people from the group as well as start lapping the less serious of the riders out on the track. 1.5 hours in Positivo was doing very well with both me and Michael in the top 20 and still keeping pace with the group we were in and everyone doing their part in the front. Although later on that afternoon that same team spirit and dedication for the group was not reflected by other riders and I started to get annoyed with the wheel leaches.

After 2 hours it started to become more of a battle of the mind than the body as the legs continued to pump like pistons and my heart rate was very happy to sit around 145-150 bpm. Now it was down to telling myself to keep going in the appalling conditions with spray hitting me from every direction and riders crashing out on the more technical sections of the course.

The access ramp in to the arena was taking its toll on even the hardiest and dedicated of riders, with slipped gears, snapped chains and exhaustion taking its toll on those trying to climb the short steep ramp. I decided from the very beginning to drop in to 34 at the front every time I hit the access ramp and it really paid off, especially at the end of the race.

The running track was also another nasty place as I tended to zone out while looking at the white lines and almost resulted in me going in to the back of a slower rider and also missing my line when leaving the stadium.

By the end of the 3 hours I was exhausted, both physically and mentally and not sure if I could get back in the saddle for the 2 hour race that concluded the King of Endurance title.

My legs were starting to stiffen and I seriously need food and liquids in me. Fortunately I had packed power bars, Protein drink and also my trusty HIGH5 4:1 drink for endurance and I highly recommend it! But my body was crying out for rest and fuel and it was only until I found out that I had placed 13th in the 3 hour race and 7th so far in the “King of Endurance” that I was able to drag my battered and weary body back to the bike.

Michael also finished in the same group and was in 14th place for the 3 hour Endurance and 8th so far in the “King of Endurance” so Positivo was now a force to be reckoned with, yet more motivation to get back out there.

Fueled, fed and an attempt to wash the grim of my face and glasses I was back on the start line for the final two hours, very worried about getting cramps in the legs and being able to keep pace with the remaining contenders for the “King of Endurance” knowing that I was 7th so far was winning the psychological war raging across my body and with the starting gun going off we were back at it.

Fortunately the rain had stopped but the surface water was terrible claiming many riders who were already fatigued and weary from the previous race and Michael did very well to control his bike when his wheel locked up on one of the hairpins on the course while also fighting off the cramps.

The pace yet again was blisteringly fast and it was hard not to feel frustrated when riders who had only entered the 2 hour race zipped past in a fashion that made soft pedaling look hard. Michael also got away from me when he got on the tail of a very fast group, fortunately I was able to muster several other riders that wanted in and we caught up with them and remained on the tail for some time.

Although as I mentioned before it got to the point where only 3-4 riders were doing their bit at the front while the remaining wheel leaches were content with letting us do the work and it resulted in me pulling out of the pace line and waving other riders to the front.

I’m not sure where I lost Michael but towards the last hour the race became a very personal battle between myself and two of the Team Ari riders, not wanting to name names but one of them spent the whole ride speaking to himself and I decided to try and breakaway from him and his constant ramblings to get some peace and quiet, especially in my safe and hurt free place in the white lines on the running track where the mind drifted to hot baths and cold beers.

The last 20 minutes of the race was a very fast with me and 3 to 4 other riders riding together to make the most of the remaining time and also to keep an eye on each other in case one of us made a break for it to increase our standings in the final rankings. I had no idea where they were currently placed but I was not having another Zero prefixed rider beat me over the line and potentially go ahead of me in the “King of Endurance” title.

On the last two laps I was able to summon my reserves and went at it hammer and tongues. Setting my pace at what it had been on the first few laps of the morning race and only 2 of the other riders were able to keep pace leaving them to battle the head winds on their own.

With the final lap and 1km out I put my head down and went for it, broke away from the small group with myself and 1 other rider making it to the access ramp in to the stadium, this is really were my tactic of dropping in to my 34 at the front came in to play as I was able to accelerate myself up the slope and through the tight turns on to the final straight without spinning out due to the short distance, while the other rider already exhausted by the pace and unable to use the momentum to get up the slope stalled and was dropped as he no longer had the momentum and the cry of despair was a melody to my ruined spirit.

Head down and legs pumping like mad I crossed the line 6th overall in the “King of Endurance” having completed 52 laps in 5 hours 6 minutes and 53 seconds, 1 lap off the winner and an average speed of 32.53km/h with Michael making the top 10 also finishing overall in 10th place completed 52 laps in 5 hours 8 minutes and 35 seconds, 1 lap off the winner and an average speed of 32.35km/h.

Full results can be found here:

“King of Endurance”

“3 hour Race”

“2 hour Race”

Garmin Data will follow soon.

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