I'm Güd

...and that's bad. I caught some funk going around and it totally dog boned my training this week. I can feel my muscles turning to marshmallow goo.

I had good rides last week and a decent Spin class Saturday. Since it was a holiday weekend I opted to stay up "Rock Star" late (anything past 11:00) and tipped a few with Todawgz. It was fun and I knew I had Monday to make up a ride. I put in about 25 on Sunday and readied for 60+ Monday. Sunday night I was tired, but having rode and done chores in searing heat I was not surprised. I readied my gear, set the alarm and hit the sack Pre-Rock Star time.

Monday I got up and felt dead. But I knew the Riverlution is coming and I had to ride. I pulled my a** out of bed, turned on the coffee and fed Shilo. And sat. Then I made oatmeal. And sat. Then I walked Shilo. Surly that would get my system going. No luck. Finally, I looked at the calendar and saw two weeks of training left. I sat. My mojo was squashed by rationalizing the time off the bike Monday. I spent most of the day prepping frames for painting -- stripping and copious amounts of sanding.

I haven't been on a bike all week. My energy has been very low and my stress has been high. Too much work to stay home and I choose to listen to my body rather than pound it at the gym. To me that doesn't spell heroics, it spells disaster.

Ten plus hours of sleep last night and I have some energy again. I am hopeful to Spin tomorrow the ride Sunday. Maybe not 60+ but something of significance. Then hopefully a full week to train HARD!

FYI an article in Road Bike Weekly talks about age and the descending opinions on training/versus age and what it can do to our immune systems. They also note the standing record for the Race Across America is 14 years standing and held by a team of three 50+ year old men.

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