I had a three hour bike to do today. I wanted to go outside, alas, it was not to be. Again. I am trying not to complain about the rain. I am trying to think sunshine. I keep thinking if we all start thinking about sunshine it will happen. SO STOP TALKING ABOUT THE RAIN PEOPLE!! Oh, and, uhm, I'll stop writing about it...
I decided to do 10 and 5's on the bike, which was firmly affixed to my trainer, which was located in my dungeon. I was going to pedal for 10 minutes in a challenging gear to reach the heart rate that I want to be at for IMCDA. For 5 minutes I'd spin fairly easy. I was pedaling along my merry way when I hit wall number one at 1:14 hours. I thought to myself, just stay on the bike for another 16 minutes and then you can stop if you really, really want to.
At 1:30 hours I thought that I was half way, so I should just suck it up, then I remembered that I shouldn't be thinking so far ahead. Instead, I should think in terms of the sets. "Just one more set", I'd think. A set would go by, then another, and another. Tick, tock, tick, tock... pedal, pedal, pedal...
At two hours the second wall hit. I thought to myself, I should get the phone and call Mum. I can chat with her while I pedal. Then reality hit. I wouldn't be cycling at the pace and exertion level I needed to if I was chit-chatting with me Mum. Plus, I'd have to get off the bike to get the phone and that would mean that ride time would stop and this would really drag things out. Therefore, my butt stayed firmly planted on the seat.
I kept pedaling. Wall number three came at 2:30 hours. This time it was our dear IronGreg that I was going to call. Then I remembered why I didn't call Mum and applied that theory to why I wasn't going to get off the bike to get the phone to call to bug Gregory. Sigh. FINE! I will sit on this *(&$##@!! uncomfortable seat for another half hour. I'm dutch/scottish, which translates into being double stubborn. Oh, and determined. I could SO do this. Grumble, grumble.
So I did it. I managed to keep my butt somewhat firmly planted on my bike on my trainer. At least most of the time I did. Sometimes I'd stand up to pedal pretending I was on a glorious hill surrounded by wonderful scenergy.
Thankfully that was my last longish ride that I'd have to do indoors. I have a few more rides left before the big day, but they are super short. Plus, I just know the next time I ride it's going to be sunny and beautiful out!!!
Peace out my friends!