What a day on the bike. Winter is still here and it was snowing when I went out the PAN AM this morning. I hate it when you want something so bad and you can't have it. I want to be outside on my bike, but it is not happening, no matter how much I wish for it.
So on to the trainer for 2hours of sweat. Looking around the room even the usually focused Ramstien was looking out of sorts. I am no psychologist, but I am pretty certain that it is possible that the triathlon community may suffer from S.A.D. even more-so than the average person. Vitamin "D" supplements in the gatorade.
Anyhoo.... procrastination seemed to be the theme as no one really wanted to get into it, but coach had a doozy for us today and for those who suffered through it all, it was a worth while experience. By that I mean, it is always apparent each individual member is on their own triathlon journey and will complete whatever level of the workout that they feel comfortable with. There is a group of us, though, that are there to get all we can.... and a bit more if it is offered.... and today was worth the sweat equity we put in.
Like I said 2 hours of push and no stop on this roller coaster.
Form there a transition of turtles to the track. Now at this point I really began to feel my legs. You see.... last night I spent 3 hours dancing to the rockin' tones of New Jersey's finest - with one of the best smiles in rock today.....
They played everything and did not let us sit at all....they even played some Stones last night.... truly wicked concert. - read the review in the Free Press
Anyhoo... my legs (and my voice) were shot after three hours of dancing and singing along.... so my 20 minute run was a bit much, but I did it and that is a lot more than I can say for the majority of the members in our club.... but hey.... like I said... to each their own.
Now, to put it all in perspective..... here is my bike data from this time last year... by the way +13˚C.
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