"How Does it Feel?"

Like a Rolling Stone! Li-i-i-ike him, or ha-a-a-ate him, you can't say the man was not an incredible poet!

Tonite my head feels great, and my body feels whipped....just the way it's supposed to be eh?

I had lots of ideas while out on my bike but they never materialized into anything substantial. I think I have to get some new music, or else spend less time with my grandchildern. What a horrible distraction they are. Like the feeling I had when I returned from my workout, and seen Kylie charging out the laneway to meet me in her bare feet.....a rush that defies description!!

So on account of my incredibly satisfying workout today, and the fact that tomorrow is going to be the first leg of my bike search, I'm gonna make it brief. First my workout report. Today was so satisfying simply because I managed to out smart myself. Of course you may declare that a very easy task, but remember also, that all who know me see me as a pretty stubborn guy. Anyway here's the scoop. The most difficult part of a triathlon is when you get off your bike and start running....if running you can call it? Your whole body feels like one big cramped muscle from an extended time in one position, and your legs literally feel like rubber. Thats why you need to make this transition a regular part of your training. So yesterday I set out for my first attempt by riding 50K and then running 10. While I had a great ride(over 30k/hr) the run didnt materialize as planned. By 2k I was walking and ended up doing a total of 7.4 in a run/walk format. So I considered trying the same thing today, but hummed and hahhed , as I considered that perhaps I was too tired for it, and that it would probably be somewhat of a downer if I bonked again. But after some advice from my coach(Roo) I decided to give it one more shot. I knew going in however that I would have to be very smart for the duration. The 2 challenges would be 1)to make sure that I saved lots coming off the bike and 2)that I hung in long enough on the run to let my legs limber up. I met with success....every time I was tempted to push it up a hill, or into the wind I backed off to make sure not to burn out my legs. In the end I averaged just over 28k/hr, and by 3 K on the run I started to get my running legs back. By 5k I knew I was going to make it. My 10k was just over 58 minutes, while not the fastest either, was controlled. It was a great learning moment for me...which although I knew it intellectually, I need to feel it physically and emotionally. "How does it Feel?" It feels great!

And that's about it for today, with the exception of a little housekeeping.

1)Mary....if I need money tomorrow to buy that Q-Roo bike, can I call you?

2)If you would read Teresa's comment yesterday, you will understand why I proclaimed her more knowledgeable than me. I wish I had thought of the suicide bomber thing....and Teresa...steal that sticker for me will ya?

3)To my precious son peter, who I have learned so much from (after all he knows everything) and who's opinion I respect even when it differs from mine, and who has what he has in life, "without the grace of god" I give you this to consider.






I dedicate day 26 to that very same man, my son Peter, who has tavelled the road less taken, and "surthrived" it!

And last but not least to all of you out there who have ever done any significant amount of bike riding...

"I ache in the places that I used to play"....Leonard Cohen

love
peter