I’m in the middle of a big week of riding. Actually this is my second week in a row of some pretty high volume and extra intensity. Initially when I looked at my plan, I was disappointed to see a short 90 minute ride on the schedule for today. I wanted to do a double-day – maybe 90 minutes in the morning and then a mountain bike ride in the afternoon. But I stuck to the plan. There is after all, a reason for the plan.
Well, lets just say, my coach is one smart dude. Somehow he knew I’d be feeling a bit wiped out today. 90 minutes was just what I needed. I even did it at the recovery pace. I just pedaled, listened to my iPod and took in the scenery. Very relaxing ride. Suffice it to say, after today’s ride and a 30 minute walk to the local plaza, I’m tired.
Best get to bed soon because there is no rest for the weary on Friday. Nope – three hours with a 30 minute tempo block at the end. Should be a good one. I’m counting on the rain having stopped and the roads being nice and dry… Looking forward to the ride. This week I’ve been heading out towards Richmond and beyond. Think a Malakoff Road ride is in order tomorrow.
Weekend is shaping up nicely with a mountain bike ride and then a long four hours on Sunday. The plan for Sunday is to ride out to the Calabogie race track to watch Marc’s race. Only bummer is that Marc’s race starts at 11:30… So I’ll be leaving kind of early – but at least this way, I’ll get to watch Marc race.
Really, not much else happening. Just enjoying the training and remembering to be patient. I’ve got to say that I’m getting addicted to long rides. There is something to be said for solo four hour rides. Though by the end, I do find that I talk to myself. So long as I don’t answer back, I guess I’m okay…