Runnin' on empty

Tom $herman (-_-) wrote:
On 6/1/2012 8:22 AM, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 1-6-2012 5:33, Wes Groleau schreef:
On 05-31-2012 13:14, Dan O wrote:
Riding home last night, felt about to bonk with close to ten miles to
go. I've pushed through this plenty of times before, but never
without a mojo bar or*something* in my bag. (End of month; no money;

I misjudged the weather and thought two small Red Bull would suffice.
Two-thirds of the way home I was knocking on a farm house door offering
to buy a bottle of water.



Yes misjudging the weater is a classic one. Only your own pride is
holding you back to knock on someones door to ask for something to eat
or fill up your bottle. The times I had to, the people were very
generous and helpfull after I explained my situation. Cookies, candy
bars, sandwiches and a lady would even cook me a meal once.

In more remote parts of the US, the person answering the door could be
holding a loaded gun and asking why the hell are you bothering them.
These people live out of the way for a reason.


Perhaps one day you might actually meet and talk with a gun
owner since you obviously have no idea about their uses limits.

--
Andrew Muzi
www.yellowjersey.org/
Open every day since 1 April, 1971

On May 31, 6:14*pm, Dan O wrote:
Riding home last night, felt about to bonk with close to ten miles to
go. *I've pushed through this plenty of times before, but never
without a mojo bar or *something* in my bag. *(End of month; no money;
no mojo bars; already ate all the food I left the house with.) *Saw a
drive-thru coffee stand that said, "Open". *Wheeled up to the window
and begged for a packet of sugar.

(Guy seems readily amenable, looks around... ) "You want Splenda?"

"No. *Sugar." *(Now thinking I must seem like the "bug" from MIB.)

"I can give you sugar cubes."

"That'd be great."

(Hands me 4 sugar cubes.)

"Thanks! *You're awesome!"

Popped the cubes two at a time; melt in mouth and swallow.

Don't know how much of it was psychological, but felt better
immediately and made it home no trouble.

British Cycling picked up on this, you just need the sugar in your
mouth to give you a short term boost. It might not even need to be
sugar, just something sweet. The basic enabler of energy utilisation
though is salted water and it is this which will generally what you
are defficient in whatever the fuel source.

On Jun 2, 4:49*am, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 2-6-2012 6:37, Tom $herman (-_-) schreef:









On 6/1/2012 8:22 AM, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 1-6-2012 5:33, Wes Groleau schreef:
On 05-31-2012 13:14, Dan O wrote:
Riding home last night, felt about to bonk with close to ten miles to
go. I've pushed through this plenty of times before, but never
without a mojo bar or*something* in my bag. (End of month; no money;

I misjudged the weather and thought two small Red Bull would suffice.
Two-thirds of the way home I was knocking on a farm house door offering
to buy a bottle of water.

Yes misjudging the weater is a classic one. Only your own pride is
holding you back to knock on someones door to ask for something to eat
or fill up your bottle. The times I had to, the people were very
generous and helpfull after I explained my situation. Cookies, candy
bars, sandwiches and a lady would even cook me a meal once.

In more remote parts of the US, the person answering the door could be
holding a loaded gun and asking why the hell are you bothering them.
These people live out of the way for a reason.

Did you experienced that or is this your suspicious/pessimistic nature
speaking again?
'ding dong... Look who is at the door will you. OK were is my gun?'
Geezzz what a f*cked up society. Glad that almost no one has a gun here.
Would not know what to do with it.

Lots of people have guns in Switzerland. In fact, with mandatory
military service, a lot of people have SIG 550s that could reduce you
to confetti -- and Swiss society is hardly considered f***** up.
Switzerland has a very low rate of gun related violence. I'm not for
unfettered gun ownership in the US, but I don't think access to guns
is the root of our social woes -- particularly since a large number of
US gun owners are hunters. In Oregon, lots of people hunt -- and
there are plenty of places in Eastern Oregon where you can level a
rifle, take a shot and the bullet will drop before it comes within 20
miles of a population area. http://www.flickr.com/photos/loloboho/6220093763/
There is a very low rate of gun related violence in Eastern Oregon. In
North Dakota there is practically no gun related violence, yet better
than 50% gun ownership. Gun violence is a really complex problem made
difficult by our history and diverse population.

Anyway, I've ridden across the US and through many sparsely populated
areas, and I've relied on the kindness of others for food and
shelter. I found people to be more open and accommodating outside
urban areas. I just learned not to talk politics, particularly in the
Western and central states.

There were some places in Wyoming and Montana where I did not feel
welcome, but no one drew down on me. I just got the sense that they
viewed me as some hippy faggot environmentalists -- part of the giant
hippy faggot environmentalist conspiracy that had crushed their
economy by shutting down the local forest/copper pit mine/uranium
mine, etc. OTOH, in the same region, I was taken in and put up in a
church parish hall -- some good old boy sheriffs let me shower in
their three-cell jail. I was riding through a tiny, beaten down coal
town in the Appalachians when I guy pulled up next to me in an ancient
Ford PU. I thought I was going to get beaten to death with a banjo,
but the passenger pops a beer and hands it out the window, asking me
if I wanted it. I declined politely, but you get the point. A lot of
rural America is pretty friendly. Just don't stop to fill your bottle
at the backwoods cabin covered in brambles and stinking of rotten
flesh.

-- Jay Beattie.

On Jun 2, 1:52 am, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 2-6-2012 6:25, Wes Groleau schreef:

On 06-01-2012 11:07, Dan O wrote:
Isn't Red Bull sugar and caffeine in water? That stuff just sucks all
the water right out of you.

Not so. Excess blood sugar will make me pee, but when I am averaging
fifteen miles per hour, the muscles suck up the sugar. And one can is
only 110 calories.

Too much caffeine can stimulate the bladder to contract more, but it
does not cause the kidneys to run faster.

I needed the water for the heat, and the sugar for fuel.
I chose Red Bull because it has less sugar than other choices.

If you need sugar for the fuel you want something with as much sugar as
you can get. Right? My favourite refueling stops are gasstation stores
and with all that diet junk today it is getting harder to get non
artificial sweetened drinks.


I only carry plain water to drink - lots of it. You can add sugar,
but can't get it back out. I don't guzzle - ever. I pay attention to
my perceived eletrolytic "feel", and just drink to thirst and keep
hydrated. Except when it's extremely hot and dry, continuous snot
production is a good indicator.

I have trouble eating while riding a bike so I limit that to a minimum.

Same here.

When all my glycogen (muscles and liver) storages filled up I know I can
ride bike with my kind off intensity for 2.5 hours and knowing that you
only can digest 60-70 gr of carbohydrates I only need one waterbottle
with 60 gr carbohydrates dissloved in it for my favourite 100 km rides.
Money and a powerbar for backup. For a 70-80 km ride I don't need to eat
at all.

I commute to work ~30 miles each way. Usually eat oatmeal in the
morning before leaving the house, unless I'm still well loaded from
dinner the night before. Never need anything to eat on the way to
work, but am usually kind of famished when I get there and then gobble
soemthing like a peanut butter sandwich.

On the return trip at end of the day I will usually eat a powerbar on
the long descent ~halfway home; or maybe stop and eat that or a mojo
bar. This really helps carry me home (where I am still famished when
I get there).

When I'm home I know that my glycogen supplies are empty so I have to
refill them for the next day/ride.
Ultra long rides are not my cup of tea. For my that is 150+ km/more than
5 hours. It is boring, have to slow down, have to eat too much so my
stomach gets upset etc.

But I didn't choose enough of it from the water perspective.

For me it gets tricky when it is cold in early season. Burn a lot of
carbs just to stay warm. In that case the 2.5 hours isn't valid any
more, but I can feel it comming and can eat my backup or buy some stuff
at the gasstation except of course when I forgot my money or my powerbar
in a hurry. Then it gets really bad and I have to rely on the friendly
people. Fortunately we have no middle of nowhere here. ;-)


My commute is almost all the middle of nowhere - particularly in the
mornings, when even the small towns are all quiet and dark.

Don't like to ever be away from home on the bike without something
~like one powerbar *and* one mojo bar in my bag - one of which I
always try to keep in reserve.

On Jun 2, 4:49 am, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 2-6-2012 6:37, Tom $herman (-_-) schreef:



On 6/1/2012 8:22 AM, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 1-6-2012 5:33, Wes Groleau schreef:
On 05-31-2012 13:14, Dan O wrote:
Riding home last night, felt about to bonk with close to ten miles to
go. I've pushed through this plenty of times before, but never
without a mojo bar or*something* in my bag. (End of month; no money;

I misjudged the weather and thought two small Red Bull would suffice.
Two-thirds of the way home I was knocking on a farm house door offering
to buy a bottle of water.

Yes misjudging the weater is a classic one. Only your own pride is
holding you back to knock on someones door to ask for something to eat
or fill up your bottle. The times I had to, the people were very
generous and helpfull after I explained my situation. Cookies, candy
bars, sandwiches and a lady would even cook me a meal once.

In more remote parts of the US, the person answering the door could be
holding a loaded gun and asking why the hell are you bothering them.
These people live out of the way for a reason.

Did you experienced that or is this your suspicious/pessimistic nature
speaking again?
'ding dong... Look who is at the door will you. OK were is my gun?'
Geezzz what a f*cked up society. Glad that almost no one has a gun here.
Would not know what to do with it.


Lou, we respect and admire you - envy your life even. But just come
out here and give it a try - go ahead and walk up to that farmhouse in
your spandex shorts.

(That said, Ias I noted earlier in the tread, almost everybody around
here is very nice.)

https://www.google.com/webhp?hl=en&t...1152&bih=63 5

yeah. I overdidit one day doing a loop of errands. poor planning for nutrition in an area devoid of 7/11...

when I 'got back', leg muscles stiffened, I couldn't walk. Had to lay on ground waiting for muscle chemistry's resolution to rebalance back into a continuing life form.

enter the back day pack, always stocked with cliff bars, bike tools (inflator!), bug net (REI), gloves, sunscreen, $$$, Mace, leatherman, sink,

NO SUGAR !

as a last resort maybe..

look at the ingeedients in power fluids. Find basic glycogens, basic sugars that are NOT table sugar.

Closest yawl can get to this, and my search maybe outdated, is something like Karo, sweetner derived from corn.

The closer the 'sugar' (not table sugar) comes to a simple glycogen molecular construction, the easier it is for your body chemistry, once called a Krebs Cycle named after its discoverer Maynard G. Krebs, to convert it into positive muscle chemistry food...like the muscle cells need dinner.

Op 2-6-2012 18:14, Jay Beattie schreef:
On Jun 2, 4:49 am, Lou wrote:
Op 2-6-2012 6:37, Tom $herman (-_-) schreef:









On 6/1/2012 8:22 AM, Lou Holtman wrote:
Op 1-6-2012 5:33, Wes Groleau schreef:
On 05-31-2012 13:14, Dan O wrote:
Riding home last night, felt about to bonk with close to ten miles to
go. I've pushed through this plenty of times before, but never
without a mojo bar or*something* in my bag. (End of month; no money;

I misjudged the weather and thought two small Red Bull would suffice.
Two-thirds of the way home I was knocking on a farm house door offering
to buy a bottle of water.

Yes misjudging the weater is a classic one. Only your own pride is
holding you back to knock on someones door to ask for something to eat
or fill up your bottle. The times I had to, the people were very
generous and helpfull after I explained my situation. Cookies, candy
bars, sandwiches and a lady would even cook me a meal once.

In more remote parts of the US, the person answering the door could be
holding a loaded gun and asking why the hell are you bothering them.
These people live out of the way for a reason.

Did you experienced that or is this your suspicious/pessimistic nature
speaking again?
'ding dong... Look who is at the door will you. OK were is my gun?'
Geezzz what a f*cked up society. Glad that almost no one has a gun here.
Would not know what to do with it.

Lots of people have guns in Switzerland. In fact, with mandatory
military service, a lot of people have SIG 550s that could reduce you
to confetti -- and Swiss society is hardly considered f***** up.
Switzerland has a very low rate of gun related violence. I'm not for
unfettered gun ownership in the US, but I don't think access to guns
is the root of our social woes -- particularly since a large number of
US gun owners are hunters. In Oregon, lots of people hunt -- and
there are plenty of places in Eastern Oregon where you can level a
rifle, take a shot and the bullet will drop before it comes within 20
miles of a population area. http://www.flickr.com/photos/loloboho/6220093763/
There is a very low rate of gun related violence in Eastern Oregon. In
North Dakota there is practically no gun related violence, yet better
than 50% gun ownership. Gun violence is a really complex problem made
difficult by our history and diverse population.

Anyway, I've ridden across the US and through many sparsely populated
areas, and I've relied on the kindness of others for food and
shelter. I found people to be more open and accommodating outside
urban areas. I just learned not to talk politics, particularly in the
Western and central states.

There were some places in Wyoming and Montana where I did not feel
welcome, but no one drew down on me. I just got the sense that they
viewed me as some hippy faggot environmentalists -- part of the giant
hippy faggot environmentalist conspiracy that had crushed their
economy by shutting down the local forest/copper pit mine/uranium
mine, etc. OTOH, in the same region, I was taken in and put up in a
church parish hall -- some good old boy sheriffs let me shower in
their three-cell jail. I was riding through a tiny, beaten down coal
town in the Appalachians when I guy pulled up next to me in an ancient
Ford PU. I thought I was going to get beaten to death with a banjo,
but the passenger pops a beer and hands it out the window, asking me
if I wanted it. I declined politely, but you get the point. A lot of
rural America is pretty friendly. Just don't stop to fill your bottle
at the backwoods cabin covered in brambles and stinking of rotten
flesh.

-- Jay Beattie.






Simple question. Why would anyone need a gun for?

Lou

true !

Eastern Oregon is serious farming populated with serious intelligent farming people.

Montana ismpopulated by the bad guys you see in Western Fiction...I'm told Montanans were ejected from Texas for incompetence and mental insuffiency.. Worser, the Big Sky is big tourist gone to Casinoville.

Big difference there.

On Jun 2, 10:04 am, datakoll wrote:
https://www.google.com/webhp?hl=en&t...search&sclient...

yeah. I overdidit one day doing a loop of errands. poor planning for nutrition in an area devoid of 7/11...

when I 'got back', leg muscles stiffened, I couldn't walk. Had to lay on ground waiting for muscle chemistry's resolution to rebalance back into a continuing life form.

enter the back day pack...

My messenger bag...

, always stocked with cliff bars...

clif bars upset my tummy, so I carry power bars and (clif) mojo
bars...

, bike tools (inflator!)...

little pencil box in messenger bag w/ patch kit(s), tire levers,
foldable hex keys, park mini kit, co2 inflator - topeak road morph
loose in bottom of bag, vitorinox "tinker" in bag pocket...

, bug net (REI)...

hmmm...

, gloves...

I carry ~three or four different pair...

, sunscreen...

hmm...

, $$$...

as if...

(actually, I *do* have a quarter - for prying the cover off my
taillight)

, Mace...

(!) - for the bugs?

, leatherman...

I have one now! (a Gerber) - (roadside find)

, sink,

I have plastic bags; does that count?