Cal,
This is the reason that there is a class of racers called "master" that they don't let the youngsters play around with. It is age 36 and up. There is a sweet spot of age where the ketosis decline hasn't begun too much but the muscle memory of training is very much in full force. Supposedly it is a window from about 38 to mid 50s. A racer who is within this window can push harder to their maximum output for longer because their body has gotten used to it and can prioritize healing. These are the guys that do centuries at 6am on Saturday mornings at a 22mph average, go have brunch then go about their day.
When I was racing for Temple as an undergrad in 2009, I was 33 and super fast. I had come from being a spinning hill climber mountain biker to road and cyclocross with the same attitude. I also was a combat vet so my goal in a race was to simply pass the guy in front of me. My mind was just extraordinarily competitive and was aware that I could push my body farther than most people know. I held a 210 watt output for 60 minutes and could breakaway with almost 500 watts. This is when I weighed 163lbs and was riding basically constantly. I was doing 60 mile rides on Saturday and Sunday, then using my commutes as sprinting drills. I was using my bike on a metered trainer 3x a week in the evenings. I didn't do any special cooldowns or stretching, I was just riding. What it got me is 8th place in my last race and a spot in the US national collegiate cyclocross championship. At that last race I was working as a mechanic as well since my shop was one of the sponsors. I missed the gun for the collegiate riders and started 3 minutes late. Over the 5 laps of the race, I passed and lapped most of the field except 7 riders ahead of me. This is with two crashes as well. All the young college riders were fast but had no stamina for the long haul. They complained that I had an unfair advantage because I was a decade older. I never made it to the nationals. A car door opened in front of me while I was riding home from school pretty slowly in a light mist. I tore all the cartilage from my shoulder in what is called a complex SLAP tear with dislocation. While the national championship was being raced in Bend, Oregon, I was recovering from surgery and lamenting that my doctor had recommended that I not ever race again.
Anyway, age is an unfair advantage when it comes to cycling.
Phil Forrest
WOW Phil.
Didn't realize how elite a competitor you are and that you had such a high ranking.
I was a cigarette smoker from the age of 15-32. In a way cycling and my friend Mike (Iron Mike) saved my life. I was one of those hyper unrelaxed people that made people afraid. Pretty much I scared people. I never learned how to relax, and my body at the age of 32 could not take it anymore.
When I worked at Brookhaven National Labs I had my lung capacity checked. Only about average despite the long-term damage from smoking a carton of cigarettes a week for 17 years. My deepest regret is having been a cigarette smoker...
So my "racing" career was more about pain and the agony of defeat. I developed a high threshold of pain that is kinda unhuman. I tried to hang with very strong younger riders, but generally I got dropped on the road and would be left for dead. LOL. Pretty much I took many a beating like a man.
In mountain biking though I was a good climber because of my size and weight. On a mountain bike I was considered a hammer. Also my undertanding of physics enhanced my style because I also pushed things to the hairy edge.
I'm really-really amazed on how somehow I'm stronger than ever and where this is leading. My mobility and quality of life decades from now seems promising, especially if I avoid the hazards of NYC and the pollution.
Pretty much I enjoy the Heroin like high from the endorphines.
I wish "Maggie" could learn how to relax and enjoy life. I'm really content; I don't need an overly busy life to feel full; and last night Maggie was talking about starting a new project. It seems commercialization kills enjoyment, fulfillment, as well as creativity.
Makes me think if selling my work would diminish its meaning in a similar manner. Something I never considered.
Have you ever considered doing a Time Trial? Sounds like your ability to sustain high output could be exploited. You could still race, but you would be racing against the clock.
Cal