Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Cycling Saftey Initiative

Cycling in London is becoming more popular and there is a real need for all road users to understand each others perspective. So the combined efforts of the Met Police, City of London Police, TFL and London Cycling Campaign are to be welcomed.

Today I sat in the cab of a Volvo truck and saw for myself just how limited the visibility can be close up to a large lorry. The blind spots include immediately in front of the truck as well as the sides. Despite large mirrors there is a huge amount of unseen space and cyclists would be invisble even if sitting stationary immediately in front of a truck while waiting at traffic lights.

Whilst taking about the issue of cyclists we discussed the use of the Advanced Stop lines and the fact that motorists must stop at the first white line and not go into the cyclists waiting area. The highway code is clear...

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Advanced stop lines. Some signal-controlled junctions have advanced stop lines to allow cycles to be positioned ahead of other traffic. Motorists, including motorcyclists, MUST stop at the first white line reached if the lights are amber or red and should avoid blocking the way or encroaching on the marked area at other times, e.g. if the junction ahead is blocked. If your vehicle has proceeded over the first white line at the time that the signal goes red, you MUST stop at the second white line, even if your vehicle is in the marked area. Allow cyclists time and space to move off when the green signal shows.
[Laws RTA 1988 sect 36 & TSRGD regs 10, 36(1) & 43(2)]

\rant over



Monday, 19 January 2009

Dartford 10

I was saying only on Tuesday last week that I wasn't going to run the Les Witton 10 that weekend. I had made this decision because I had run part of the proposed route in the Dartford Half Marathon last July and had not really liked the route. There was a long stretch which was into the wind on a narrow path by a busy road and as so often is the case when you can see ahead for more than a mile it can become quite disheartening. So my mind was clear I was not ready to do that again.

Then I received an email from my sister and to cut a long story short she had signed up for the race but now was suffering a slight injury and all the advice she received was not to run this weekend. So I said I would take the place and get the details changed.

Sunday morning arrived and I was really in two minds about running. Races are always a buzz but there was this thought that the route was going to trouble me between the 6 to 9 miles part where the mind starts to question and doubt. But on arrival I was quickly immersed in conversations with club mates and the usual pre-race chatter and thoughts of the route disappeared. I was cautious about time predictions but thought that 75 minutes would be the likely outcome as this was the first road race since Hastings, my training runs had not exceeded 5 miles and doubted I had a PB in my legs given how much cycling I was doing.

The race started on time and the first mile included some quick downhill sections and whilst everyone is bunched in a pack its hard to find a steady pace. I was tucked in behind club mates and felt that the 7 and 1/2 minute miling was a comfortable pace (first mile was 7'27) the next mile was flat'ish and was completed in 7'08 and I dont have much recollection of it. The next stage included a climb and turn and further climb and my time reflects the effort, with two miles of 7'27 and 7'32. After this, and although the runners were more strung out, there was a sharp interchange of word just behind me and I put my hand up to apologise ... had I unintentionally blocked someone? As I looked round there was the pale blue vest of the Cambridge Harrier's and the runner in question started to chat to me and we ran together and chatted for the next six miles. I guess I was aware that I had picked up the pace but as we were talking and sharing comments about past races I was not thinking too hard about my times. We went through half way and he asked about our time. At this point I pressed the lap button twice on my watch but I could see we were a fraction under the 37 minutes for half way. I was thinking that a 75 minute time was possible but would require a negative split.

We reached the section I so disliked in the summer and running with the CH I was running quicker and, strangley enough, in a more focussed and positive way ... we were slowly picking off other runners and and my splits for the last three miles were 7'03; 6'59 and 7'08. In total I had run the last 5 miles only a few seconds outside my 5 mile PB!!!!

My finish time was 1 hour 12 minutes and 30 seconds this is 9 seconds slower than my 10 mile PB set 2 years previously at the Sidcup 10 (race without much undulation). Also considering that I had for at least the first few miles of the race yesterday deliberately paced myself to achieve a 75 minute time and had, therefore, run a huge negative split.

Thoughts turn now to what next. Immediately there are ideas about going to race in Sidcup in early February and seeing if I can lower the 10 mile PB. Also I need to focus on recovery and that should include a recovery run later today. I cannot go to Club night on Tuesday due to a work commitment but I will need to run or do some exercise. I am not too worried at this stage of the build up to Paris that I am not following a plan. I will need to build mileage up during February and March but right now I am focussed on enjoying the running.

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

Cycling accident

While I was riding down Cannon Street just by the railway station on my way home from work last night the cyclist in front of me was knocked off his bike. I had tried to over-take him a few moments earlier but he was just a yard ahead of me when a pedestrian stepped out onto the road. Because I was so close I realised very quickly there was going to be an accident because the pedestrian had his back turned to the flow of traffic and at the last momet turned and walked into the bike. The cyclist for his part wasn't going so fast and wasn't being careless but I think he should have been shouting a loud / clear warning to the pedestrian but didn't until it was too late. As the bike stopped with the collision he went over his handlebars and he landed heavily on his back/head. I then realised he was not wearing a helmet and he lay there in front of me motionless. I had stopped but was just stood there frozen looking at him on the ground and could hear the panic in the voice of the pedestrian as he repeatedly said "I'm sorry... I'm sorry".
It seemed like a long time but it probably wasn't that he lay there on the road next to the stationary black cab. His eyes were open and slowly he started to move. Firstly he sat up and then he stood up although he was slow and lethargic in his movement. But actually he then mounted his bike and started to cycle off.
It was strange because he never spoke a word to the pedestrian. The pedestrian had made a potentially life threatening mistake and just walked away to catch his train home. The incident was over and I continued on my journey. I tried not to think about it as I needed to concentrate on my own safety for the remaining 45 minutes.
I was unusually keen to go to the running club last night and I really 'enjoyed' the training because life is good and although accidents do happen in this instance I was a spectator and the cyclist was 'okay' - well I think he was.
Lessons learnt - shout early, loud and often; be very careful when near train stations because commuters don't concentrate on traffic; and always wear a helmet.

Saturday, 10 January 2009