Thursday, 16 July 2015

16/07/2015

NRR:
Neither the body, nor the mind were particularly willing this morning. If I was a cake, you could stick a skewer in me, and at most it would only have a few crumbs on it when you pulled it out. I feel cooked, baked, roasted, done.

Like yesterday, there were no individual moments that stood out as hard, rather just a constant level of effort that's leaving me feeling like the opposite of the Aldi supermarket chain (taxed).

Strava link.

D: 46.0km
A: 184m

PMPW: 85kg

1 comment:

Rick Horvat said...

This is all starting to sound like one of two things to me;

1) You're over-training, or

2) You like to complain about being able to ride your bike whenever you feel like it.