Handed out a beating this afternoon. My legs will learn to be seen by not heard!That was Sunday, I showed them! Mind over wimpy neglected legs! The following day I took it easy, a couple of hours of not-super-intense riding. The following day I dished out another helping of "make yourself better" at a time-trial where I had a decent showing.
— Jeremy Solt (@couchtowhatever) August 11, 2013
Two days off, I like these guys, they like to party.
Friday (Bring the Party!)I do a new set for me
20 seconds 100% effort
10 seconds coast.
|Me: How do you like me now!|
Legs: ...looking into unionizing...
20 minutes later
I'll admit, this was a taxing ride. It wasn't just my legs who didn't want to be a part of that workout anymore. This was really the first time they had put up any sort of fuss beyond getting tired. They were sore.
SaturdayHead out for a swim workout.
|Coach: Hey you should do the hard workout today|
Me: Uhh, looks ok on paper
I also hear the coach convince another guy to level up for the day, he gives a much more enthusiastic response.
20 minutes later
|Coach: Don't pay attention to the other guy, he went to do the easier set|
Me: Wha? Huff -- puff
Legs: How are you enjoying the cramping in you calves...and quads
Me: I can deal, SUCK IT!
25 minutes later
|Coach: Last set of sprints. OFF THE BLOCKS!!|
Me: Where's the ladder? My legs don't work
|Legs: SUCK ON THIS!|
|Worst cramps ever|
|Legs: How do you like me now??|
The next day was pretty painful to walk around. It was my daughters' combined birthday party though, so I made an effort to get into the bounce house. Much to my surprise it wasn't that bad. Walking was a chore, and my muscles were sore to touch.
So here I am two days later. We're back on talking terms. I've done a mid-level run, some mid-level swimming and some biking. Much to my surprise my legs only really bother me when I'm sitting or walking. They feel fine when I'm swim/bike/running. I'm hoping to be feeling good on Saturday for the last race of the year for me.