Seriously.
Spent last weekend off the bike eating aspirin and glucosamine, took a light mtb spin on Monday, then hit it 1:30 on / 1:00 off, repeat six times, rest-spin about eight minutes, then do the whole set over again. Not fun, but I was feeling OK afterward.
Then around 4:15pm, having dozed at my desk for about 45 minutes, I came to with absolutely no memory of drifting off to sleep, feeling tired, or anything. Just like somebody'd flipped a switch, I'd been asleep. A tad spooky.
Thursday the weather was perfect, and I was able to ride so hard that I quit caring about pain. Afterward, coughing fits, lethargy, and an upset stomach. But during the ride I felt unstoppable. The intervals are working, though there is a cost.
I plan on hitting the trails at Desoto this weekend, then one more week of intervals. Ugh. Intervals put you in a place past pain: it doesn't hurt anymore to go all out, and you're too damned tired to care. But the payoff will come the week after they're all done.
Friday, April 29, 2011
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