It has appeared i have stalled - you know - the point in the week, month, year, etc, where you can't seem to get on your bike no matter what you do?
The point in the year where you Juuuuust start to feel some fitness coming then WHAM - no riding. Well, to be honest, mine is not all that bad. At the end of the day last week i had just completed an eight and a half hour ride covering 160miles, and i felt pretty good all things considered. Since then i have managed zilch, zippo, nunca nadda. I guess i can chalk it up to a recovery week. Now i know Enmark is trying every Sally sport from softball to shuffleboard since he can't ride since he dropped and broke his liars box. I think my real problem stems from the fact that I'm starting to think like a racer again, planning training rides and planning on what races i want to go to. I have to keep in perspective that this year is about weight loss and fitness - next year my eye is on the prize.
But but but..
i wanna race, i think i can hang, i think i have the blah blah blah...
stay on course - keep pedaling, keep loosing pounds.
fat kid out
Old Skool
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
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