The Half-Assing of the Bike Training

The last couple of years, I’ve been mostly focused on finishing my triathlons instead of doing better. This year, I want to go faster.

Going faster means doing everything you did, just better. And unlike when I was 15 years old, time is working against me. Every year gets harder… not easier.

One of the areas ripe for improvement was my bike training. Bike training is boring. And I hated sitting in the garage endlessly pedaling.

And I wasn’t trying really hard. And you can see that from the average heart rate that was almost always routinely below the minimum target range.

Oh the excuses I invented:

  1. My legs hurt too much
  2. It’s too hard
  3. I don’t like this! WAAAAAAAAH!
  4. I need to pedal at 90 RPM and I can only do it at this more comfortable gearing that feels nicer!

This year, I chose to do something about it. And last night I did my first long bike ride where I chose to not half ass anything.

The pain. The excruciating pain. Oh the pain!

All of these years, I wondered why is biking so much easier than running? And the answer, much like the mystery of my weight loss, was hidden in plain site: because I push a lot harder when I run.

Back on the saddle and son wants to play hockey

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I just finished a 1:30 minute brick workout (bike + run). And my son had just gotten his new hockey gear.

All I wanted to do was sit down, all he wanted to do was skate.

We skated.

And skated.

And skated some more.

I was – possibly – the worst hockey player of all time. Nicholas is fast approaching the point where I am not good enough to play.

And therefore, in spite of the pain, I played because sooner than I like he won’t want to play with me…

Christmas Baggage

Skiing, drinking and partaking in overeating have their consequences. I had a great Christmas Eve dinner at my friend Marcin’s and his family and then followed it up with a great Christmas Day Dinner at my house.

Two wonderful meals.

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And might I add that if I don’t beat my time because I was off by 4 pounds, it was a fantastic four pounds of melomakarona, applie pie, cake, prime rib, sweet potatoes, and Lord knows what else!