April 2009

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We live in a neighborhood that has suffered from the late 20th century suburban sprawl mentality, the mindset that set LOS (Level of Service) for automobile trips as the most important transportation planning metric.  Our little neighborhood was built in the late 40’s and into the 50’s to provide housing to a nearby military base, and was bounded to the south of a U.S. highway and to the north by a relatively small east-west route across the valley.  In the 60’s and 70’s the U.S.  highway was converted to a freeway to enable faster movement for automobile traffic, at least that was the theory.  And in the 70’s the area to the east started transforming into bedroom communities for growing businesses in Silicon Valley, and the quiet little cross valley road became an expressway, then in the late 80’s and into the early 90’s was converted into a freeway.  And the quiet little neighborhood became an isolated island, trapped between two freeways with the north-south streets to the west and east becoming high-speed arterials feeding more and more automobiles onto those freeways.   There are few services in the neighborhood, unless your idea of service is a “men’s club” (aka “exotic dance establishment”), so trying to get from here to places of employment, shopping, and services has meant a trip in a car for most folks.   It took a truly brave soul to try to exit from this ‘island’ on foot, on a bicycle, or in a wheelchair.  Those who planned for moving more automobiles over greater distances never conceived that folks might want to use some of these alternative transportation modalities as they went about their lives.

Borregas Ave bridge over 101Last Wednesday the isolation ended.   A few forward thinking folks started a process almost 15 years ago to provide an alternative north-south route across town, a way to avoid the high-speed arterials feeding traffic onto the two freeways, a way that would be friendly to bicyclists, pedestrians, and the disabled.    The key piece to using this route, a street that once had intersections with the roads that are now freeways, was to get either under or over the freeways.  And it is much more cost-effective to go over, and much easier to keep open year-around (most undercrossings around here are closed during periods of heavy precipitation).   After a long process, with some opposition, bridges over both freeways were built and they opened last Wednesday.   The Wife and I can now exit and head to the northeast without having to fight our way past the 9-lane ‘monster’ intersection where the nominally 45MPH Mathilda Avenue intersects with CA-237, or we can head south to the grocery store without having to fight freeway off and on-ramp traffic on either Mathilda or Fair Oaks, both posted at 45MPH with no accomodations for cyclists or pedestrians.  It is so much more pleasant.  About the only downside is that the U-shaped bridges are trash magnets; the openings face east and the westerlies tend to blow trash that gets trapped on the bridge.  Maybe it is time for an ‘adopt a bridge’ cleanup program.

And it is bridge opening month as another new bicycle/pedestrian bridge will open over I-280 on the south edge of town this Thursday  providing better access into Cupertino and points to the southwest.   Now if we could get better access to get around the entanglements surrounding the San Jose airport then the thorniest issues I have had riding in Santa Clara County will have been mitigated.

For the past three or so months one of my primary goals has been to rebuild the strength on my right hip and to get back some endurance. The main problem with the former is some restrictions on the types of strength building activities I can undertake, and the main problem with regaining the endurance I had in the past is just finding the hours to spend in the saddle. A couple of months back, during the rainy days of February when it was hard to get motivated I knew I needed a nudge. To push myself towards spending the hours on the bike, and to assess my progress, I signed myself up for a couple of local century rides. The first of those was held yesterday, the first really warm day we have had this year by coincidence.

Tierra Bella elevation and grade profileMy current assessment is I failed the test. Early in the day I thought things were good and I was thinking of extending the ride to be 120+ miles. In the end I took a cutoff and rode a mere 76 miles and change. The problems stemmed from the one significant climb of the day, to the park headquarters of Henry Coe, a net gain of 2200′ in about 9 miles. I felt good at the start of the climb, weaving my way around other riders and progressing steadily. But the consistent 10-17% grades took their toll and by the time I hit that 17% section just before the summit there was nothing left in the legs and I had to fight for every inch of elevation gain. I still thought I was alright, took on some food and hydration and stretched out before starting back down, but the small climb out the basin of Anderson reservoir showed how depleted the muscles were. There was no power, and every time I attempted to push them they surrendered and their counterparts cramped in defiance. I stopped, rested a bit, stretched out some more, but there was nothing.

I headed southward to continue, aided by a nice tailwind, but everytime I tried to push it a bit the problems cropped up. A few miles down the road my teammate Derrick caught up with me, suffering his own similar problems related to his knee. We discussed and decided the better part of valor was to cut off the second climbing loop, to Gilroy Hot Springs, and head to the cars. Calling ourselves the ‘gimp patrol’ we passed the turnoff to the Springs and limped back to where we started. Not exactly the result I envisioned, but my body made it clear that it was not ready, yet.

Now it is time to assess my plans for two weeks from now when I will be joining The Wife and a bunch of friends on another similar test. The early discussions have revolved over who is doing the 100 mile, who is doing the ‘official’ metric century, and who will do the ‘unofficial’ sort of metric cut-off version of the 100 miler. I’ve been in the 100 miler camp, alone, all along. Now I have to decide whether to give in to what the body said yesterday, or push for a better result.

My attempted return to anything close to the fitness and form of last spring is progressing slowly. The muscles of the right leg and right side of the hip seem resistant to my attemots to build strength. The right knee is still a bit dodgy, sometimes feeling fine, sometimes feeling ready to throw in the towel and buckle. Overall I see the need to attack the issues on at least three fronts: strength, flexibility, and endurance. Add to that the additional impact work the orthopedic surgeon assigned me, and you have a recipe for a full-time endeavor. But my other responsibilities have limited the time I can spend, so the recovery continues at a pace much slower than I desire or anticipated.

A couple of months back I tried to push myself towards working harder on a return towards what I consider ‘normal’, putting a couple of endurance events on the calendar for this spring to force me to get out more. But life has gotten in the way and I have not been able to spend the time necessary to prepare for these events, leaving me wondering what is realistic at this point as the dates for the events draw close.

I did get an unexpected surprise this week which will, at least in the short term, free up some time for me to work on the recovery (as well as some yard and house projects that have been delayed for far too long). My employer reduced the payroll, so I have a bit more time for endeavors beyond earning a paycheck. And the time I have will be allocated differently. More work on the recovery, balanced by working on networking with friends and acquaintances in an effort to find a new challenge (read job) to pay the bills. Lat month I was able to get in a mere 280 miles or so on the bike, and I have almost 70 in the first two days of this month. Perhaps I will be ready for the first of those endurance events in a couple of weeks.