My wife, Calogipi, was complaining on her blog that nobody is writing lately, so I've gathered myself for a stab at it tonight...if for no other reason than this blog is sort of like a journal for me, and since I loathe the thought of actually keeping a journal, this works for me.
I started out this "rest week" with the intentions to put in the small number of quality hours that I was scheduled to ride, and to meet this goal. Having a scheduled goal to work toward works best for me. I like to say "I'm going to ride 8 hours this week", and then keep track of each workout as I watch the hours add up. There's a definite satisfaction in meeting a goal.
Tuesday night I hit the rollers and put in a 90 minute workout in the garage. Wednesday I was sick. Sore throat, stuffy head. The usual February sick that I get. To make matters worse, it got cold. I mean, down in the 20's in the morning cold, which ruled out doing any riding at all anyway, even if I wasn't feeling miserable and experiencing the corresponding lack of energy.
Plenty of rest and plenty of meds later, this morning, I left the house at 6:00 am feeling pretty good. Though that didn't last, and by the time I got home at 10 minutes of 7 tonight, I was pretty wiped out.
So my hope for this coming week...by Wednesday at the latest, I'm able to get back on the bike and hit it hard. I've been doing Spinervals DVDs (I have 6 of them) and they're great for an indoor workout. I'll start off with the Base Builders this week to get some of what I've lost this week back. My goal for the week is 7.5 hours. Hopefully I'll get a long ride in on Saturday to help meet this goal.
11 February 2007
Sick, Tired, and Cold
Posted by tkp at 8:46 PM
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Yeah, I hate it when you don't post more often, also. Of course, I don't post much now, either.
I finally got my first road ride outside on Saturday. It was in the 50s. It's incredible how good it feels to get outside on the road on a nice clear day when you've been huddling inside, cowering from the cold for so long.
I only rode 27 miles--interrupted in the middle when I saw my old mission buddy was home as I rode past his house. This week will be worse. I'm on the road for work--in Detroit, actually--so I won't even be able to hop on the rollers in the evening. Tonight might be my only chance.
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