I'M NOT SURE WHAT I'VE DONE TO DESERVE THIS
MY SURFERGIRL, bless her paddling heart, is pushing me to do something. This is a new one. She's never done this before...
... am I dreaming?
Rather than rolling her eyes as I justify yet another race,
rather than explicitly saying she'll never do another bike race disguised as a vacation...
... she said this.
I think you need to do some races.
What?!
Yeah, it's true.
While I love the enthusiasm,
it's got me scratching my helmet.
Huh?
Since my accident, does she...
- know I'm afraid to race?
- think I've lost my edge?
- care how I do?
... all/none of the above?
Today really set off alarm bells.
She, if you can believe this, suggested we go to the Crusher In The Tushar.
Yep.
Return to take another crack at what was brutal day on the bike.
- 69 miles
- 10,000' of climbing
Th last time I did it the heat (110 degrees) got the best of me.
Massive battle with cramps.
Barely able to finish.
I have to admit, it is a heinous course with potential infernal heat and would be good training at the least...
... revenge at the best.
My motivation,
prep for A race.
Hers,
I'm too chicken to ask.
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8ish hrs sleep
No Strength Work
30 minutes recovery
180 minutes reading + Journaling
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