Most sessions on the trainer have very little to do with the legs. Not dismissing or minimizing the physical effort needed, but for me it’s more about getting through it mentally. I would never survive two hours without music. I’m always changing...
The dogs were stirring, and I needed to motivate. I glanced at the clock; it was 4:42 am. A typical weekday morning. Sort of. I threw my legs over the side of the bed and could feel a heaviness that I’ve come to know in the past several weeks. You know the feeling....
It’s not often I have the chance to ride in the middle of the day during the week, but today I was able to get out for a quick spin. I dressed and went about performing my usual pre-ride rituals: pump the tires, spin the wheels, check the brakes, make sure nothing...
Saturday… 25-35 mph winds, with gusts to 40? Suck it up, invoke Rule #5, and get out there. Give the Seven a once-over, pump the tires, check the brakes. Click in…snap! Gooooo. It’s March: no speed, little stamina…who cares? Keep going. Shift. Pedal. Push. Ignore the...
It was about 2:45 and I was sitting at my desk watching the snow blow and swirl outside my office window. The blizzard was rolling in exactly as predicted. I noticed that I hadn’t flipped my “word of the day” calendar in a few days, so I proceeded to...
