The last two days have not been friendly to cycling in any sort of way. Well, at least not conducive to long rides that is. Between work and a host of other matters of critical importance I have had to put the trainer into service to get what I could out of the day. My usual rides take just a few minutes over 2 hours the last two days I have had an hour….no more. I decided to go hell bent on the trainer and eek the most I could out of that precious hour. The highest resistance setting along with the highest gear possible and hammer away at it for the hour I had. Day one went good and I felt like I had the hardest ride of my life my legs throbbed and I was a sweaty mess. I was still fighting boredom so day two (today) I decided to have fun with it.
I dressed in my entire cycling garb and even put on my helmet. I had a recording of one of the Tour de France stages on my DVR so I played that while I was riding. Before I started I filled up every water bottle I had and lined them up on the coffee table and loaded one up in the cage. I started my ride and invented a small and mostly insane game to help pass the time. Whenever I saw a rider toss a water bottle I would toss mine across the room then I would grab a new one off of the coffee table and load it into the cage. That was fun for about 20 minutes until I tossed the last of my bottles across the room and with no domestiques and no team car I was left without until my 6 year old lined them all back on the table for me. The rest of the time I just hammered away and wished I was outside.
Tomorrow there is far less “stuff” that will require my attention therefore I will be able to resume my regular riding at the regular time of “Holy sweet God in heaven it’s early.”