Wednesday, 13 January 2010


We had a nice little a-group tonight (10ish riders), for a ride in towards the city. The pace varied from reasonably quick to just chatting, I preferred the latter as I wasn't feeling the flow on my SS.


D: 34.0km
A: 195m

I was meandering around the web and found a cyclists account of trying to get ready for a marathon in only 8 weeks... yeah, and not the fun kind of marathon... the running kind. ;)

"I went into the taper weeks knowing there was nothing more I could do, and that rest would be the best thing I could do for myself at this point. I wanted so badly to do more hill work, more negative splits, more of anything that would be quicker paced and strength-related, but I was absolutely petrified that I wouldn't recover in time. And you know you're in a strange and desperate place when you actually want to do hill work."

Even though I've got 5ish weeks until the Otway I'm already starting to feel these emotions. It's tough not to start double guessing yourself and the program you've been following all these months. To address it I've tried to use logical argument progressions, so far they're working, but I'm sure as the panic ramps up, my counter efforts will need to as well.

To spoil the story of the cyclist/runner, he hit the wall pretty hard at the end of the race, and had this to say about what kept him going.

"I don't want to spend the rest of my life explaining. I can't stop. There is no way I can be okay with stopping."

I just thought it was a good example of how little a thing can be the difference between failure and success.

PMPW: 90kg

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