Was the wind blowing in Sobótka?

During the last few years of my life, I have developed some conditioned reflexes. The most important of them are:

At the thought of Sobótka, my legs ache and burn my lungs. This is mainly due to Ślężański Monk, a race being played in this city and Uphill Szosa under Tąpadła (such a few-minute hill), i.e. the only race (formal) that I won in my life. It was the day my lungs burst.

At the thought of internal pizza, Maciek is happy, but he is also sad. Some 3 months ago, Panda was not supposed to eat gluten, and since then, each bite has been profoundly expressed with compassion.

At the thought of Mai Włoszczowska, pride and all parts of my body hurt. Until today, I was not reconciled, with my performance in Jelenia Góra, when Jolanda Neff patted me on the race for about 3 days. If someone wants to laugh, I remind you that the relationship was here.

At the thought of riding in a groupespecially the larger, full of people unknown to me and in non-competitive conditions my skin and equipment hurt. Positions in cruise mode I avoid as much as I can.

At the thought of getting up on Saturday at 4 am everything hurts me. Because if a person works all week, then one day a week he would like to sleep.

So I gathered all this information and:

We spent the entire Friday evening at the Culinary Academy learning to make a pizza. Last time I had such a full belly during Granfondo Stelvio. I did not know yet that one day later, at Huzar, I am still facing a more serious fight.

We leave Warsaw at 5 o'clock, i.e. you had to get up an hour earlier. We are going to Wroclaw super - 8.15 we are on the spot. It turns out that we could reduce the fuel consumption by a good 3l / 100km and go slower. We spend 40 minutes spent in McDonalds eating breakfast sandwiches and counting on the consequences. Consequences mean that at the meeting point, we place at 9:01, one minute after the time. On the spot shock, because we were sure that since the position is at 9, then we will move at the earliest 9.15. This is not happening and the party looks like it's just waiting for us. We start immediately without knowing any plan and not knowing what is going on.

To complete the set, from 3.55 we are accompanied by Majka at the World Championships. He accompanies us in the breakfast, in packing, in the elevator and in the car. The competition is won by Jolanda, so in the car a small holiday. This is my second favorite player and even instagram Emily Batty is unable to take her place. As for me, it should be called #YOLOanda.

Mr. Huzar does it well

Let's get to the bottom of it. Why would anyone want to go from Warsaw to Wroclaw at 5 am, take a bicycle round and return in the evening. It does not make sense. However, we have already learned that things without sense are the best (or at least better than those with sense). The king of the Polish cycling blogosphere (at a time when Mr. Kwiatkowski does not upload a live video) organized a charity event. As I hear a combination of words tumor and children I'm not asking for details. We ride 200km, for each person Daichmann gives a zloty. I'm not in the store, and the name suggests that it's some hidden German option, but it does not matter. There are 4 of us, so he gets 800 zlotys from us, plus what we threw into the box. We had to add to the box because of remorse, but more on that later.

On the spot, it turns out that there were quite a lot of people like us. The vast minority is throwing a full distance, but the route is so cleverly arranged that after every 50km you can finish your adventure at the stadium in Sobótka. At the start, well over a hundred participants. Everything is divided into smaller groups guarded by people from the Huzar academy and we ride like professionals in the winds in Qatar.

Do dragons fart?

Because if so, then on outlet The dragon's effect must be me-more like we've had all day. The statement that the wind blew was like saying that it was played a day later Poznań Bike Challenge there was a lot of people. The wind was blowing so that our speed changed from around 20km / h to 50km / h on straight lines. 50 was true as Panda in the first couple forget that in this ride is not about fusing together all groups, but still. The wind also caused that there are not too many photos. It is neither safe nor prudent to take out a gopro stick in a foreign people's gasoline.

And, of course, safety is always the biggest problem of every ride. I assume that the number of people is proportional to the chance of grinding and the speed is inversely proportional. Here promised to be crowded and low speed. As it turns out, it was about a thousand times better than in Poznan. I did not see a single person who tried to demonstrate their power by bumping the group or jumping under one of many jumps for 200 bits. Of course, there were knights of the ortalion who introduced some confusion, and their position at the conventions generated a high level of consternation, but it was rather due to the lack of familiarity with the group than with bad or silly intentions.

The grounds around Sobótka are exposed fields, fragments in forests, not too big hills and a few small uphills. For this good asphalts, minimal traffic and not very kind drivers. The view of the driver crossing the peloton in half because he has priority, it is not something I am used to. Recently, I have the impression that in Warsaw it is not so bad with cars. Maybe the drivers have already got used to it?

People feel sorry for me

And it is generally a very funny topic. Some 3/4 conversations that I have in the peloton, at least once touch the topic: but in this Warsaw you have terribly bad. In fact, I have often taught this theory and now the statement road to Gassy it seems to be offensive all over Poland. I will surprise you - it is not so. Warsaw is flat, but if we can reconcile with it, it's cool. There are at least a few loops that we can get from the center within 15-20 minutes with virtually no lights. I wonder if anyone from Wrocław can say that ;-) It is all south, or Góra Kalwaria on one side of the river, Mazowiecki Landscape Park on the other, in the north of Kampinos and around the Zegrze lake. Everywhere routes with minimal traffic and ideal asphalt can be drawn. After an hour of driving, the grounds resemble more the eastern wall than the suburbs of the capital. And of course you can drive here all year round, unlike the mountains. But that's all about a completely different story.

How do you know the runner?

Talks in the peloton of course clue the whole ride. On the one hand you can find a guy who has a thousand and three great stories, but he does not share them. On the other hand, a man with a word of himself about himself. He will tell you how he trains, what time he has on Ironman half, how he likes to give a burn in the winter to burn his leg, about food, how much he has lost weight lately and many other things, and you sit in the peloton and wonder how escape. Can you enter the ditch after an imaginary gust of wind and wait until it passes? But what if in a ditch accidentally you break your arm or catch a slipper, and this guy will stay with you? If I had a catapult, I would use it. For some unknown reasons, people who listen to the most boring have the most to say. Or this guy, what has recently been so bad on a Butcher. I have the impression that in a few years in such races at the finish line will set a man who gives in the face. I can see these stories already: You, listen - dude I've planted such a barrel, I lost three teeth and until today I am treating concussion - but it was great! Because, unfortunately, telling others about yourself you have to take into account that the story of the legendary 300-kilometer trip can make a small impression if the listener knows about a friend who goes 2 pairs away and did more than 10x more in a week.

In addition, similar drives are the only place where you can meet friends from the other end of Poland without any special arrangements. At races, there is never time to talk, there is no strength after the races, and just to make up the meeting is difficult. 200 kilometers with stops is enough time to catch up on social arrears and finish off a few interests like: Opel for sale.

As if that was not enough, Panda gets to know this nice feeling, when the rest of the strength and the superhuman strength of will is catching up on the peloton and as soon as it connects with him, someone announces that the pee break begins.

Knights of onion

As I am already in the subject of complaining, I have an appeal. A short but very expressive appeal. An appeal that is a bit like washing hands after peeing, but which, as you can see, is needed. If you are standing in the queue to Lidl's cash register, and someone gently pushes your backside saying - Please, stand before meis this cool? Pushing girls by the bottom is not cool. I mean, maybe pushing yours in conditions exceeding 15% can be tolerated (although it's definitely not here), but strangers? I know that this may seem like a knight gesture, but it is a burial gesture. I know oblechów arriving at women's laws, for a good day of kissing with everyone, and then all the time helping them with their magical hand.

Let us add to this the fact that you have to push and learn and you have to be able to not hurt yourself and everyone around you. Knights are usually people who then fall backwards in a shortness of breath. I would like to inform you: while in the men's peloton, pushing is normal, it is not always the case in co-educational rides. Sometimes it's better to ask if help first. And I say this for you, dear Gentlemen. How one day Panda will start riding with a pump in her pocket, she will sprinkle her teeth.

Sobótka is far from Głodyka

We come to the most important information with these arguments, which seem to be not very important. It was great in Sobótka and none of us regret the 7 hours in the car. You really do not need much to create a cool cycling event. In fact, you need to create a cool loop that can be shortened and buffets in an emergency situation. As for Kaszebe Runda (description here this beautiful ride). Definitely more convenient (at least for me), when the trip is not organized in the form of several peletons, dozens of people, and many small ones that mix with each other and start at any time from the buffets. Here, however, the situation is unique, because it is a charity event.

And the most beautiful food is as usual. At the stadium in Sobótka, where we check in 3 times there are cakes, small pancakes, sandwiches, isotoniki, cola, water and other small pleasures. There are so many of them that at the end they still remain. Although we ate so much that it is stupid not to throw something into a container with collection, because it could turn out that after our visit the organizers are losing. Events with a long route and good buffets are the best parties. Sandwich with ham, cheese and pickled cucumber was probably the best sandwich of the month. You can, of course, eat fancy ricecakes individually wrapped in silverware and signed from what superfood they were made, but the sandwich is a sandwich, and the cheese cake is a cheese cake.

It's good to do good things

It's nice if your hobby brings some deeper benefits to the world. It's nice if you have a lot of publicity and the power of breakthrough like Mr. Bartosz Huzarski and you use it to help others. Things like that work so fast. If there is a sponsor, there are also other people appearing immediately - in this case there were a few of them. If the sponsors see that there is a turnout and a good atmosphere, they will probably consider more such actions in the future. And it is worth noting that it was the first event for a long time, in which I did not see any bell. And finally, it's great when your legs can be useful for something else.

And looking selfishly, such journeys make us realize that 200 kilometers can be done by practically everyone. When I say at work that I have made two packs on a bike, they look at you like crazy. In a proper group, without a cufflink, with food provided and people protecting from the wind, such a distance can take all day, but it is not an extreme challenge. I would love to see more of these (although maybe in slightly smaller groups).

Instead of reading it, it's better to throw a quaver

If someone was not there, and he wants to add a penny, I invite you. Maybe let's make a deal like that for the next kofi rally (I write in Polish, because I have no idea how to change it) You will buy yourself frozen coffee for PLN 2 and a wafer instead of a set from a cafe, and saved PLN 4 will transfer to the foundation. Assuming that the entry in the first week reads about 5,000 people, the amount may be reasonable.

Foundation "To save children with cancer"
Ul. Ślężna 114s / 1
53-111 Wrocław
Bank Millenium SA
11 1160 2202 0000 0001 0214 2867
With the title "Filip Banaś"

Instead of eating a roll from Biedronka, we go to our favorite pizzeria San Lorenzo and instead of ordering the best pizza in the area, I buy pasta. for 9 macaroons with cheese and salmon, I pay PLN 30 which destroys my whole day. This was the worst decision of this week ...