Strangely, there are people who are interested in my workouts more than they are in baby stories. It is for you, dear people, that I share this.
Today is chilly rainy day trainer day. I know there are people out there doing hopped up group computrainer competitions and whatnot, but I just hang out on my back porch music-less and grind away on the powercranks. Again, I did 54 minutes and followed the same pattern as before. This time I wore a heartrate monitor. For kicks.
Turns out it took over 15 minutes before I got my heartrate over 120 bpm and another 10 before I surpassed 130 bpm. The small amount of time I spent over 140 bpm would be embarrassing if I intended to be at full speed before mid-summer or so, which I don’t. I did sweat in the humid, windless 40 degree temps for what that’s worth. While I didn’t expect much, I have to admit that the numbers were even lower than anticipated.
In all fairness, I did do a few minutes of plyometrics and the sled device afterwards, so I’m not totally slacking off. Plus, my speed has always come around quickly once I start with the quality. History shows that I’m more at risk for over-cooking by going at it too soon and too often. It would appear that I’m not at risk for that problem this year, which is just as planned. Perfect.