Wanna know what a cycling time trial feels like? Listen to this. Loud.
Fast. Manic. Intense. Grinding. Rhythmic. Exhilarating.
This overlooked Smashing Pumpkins tune popped into my iPod shuffle mode playlist en route to work after a highly satisfactory cycling time trial early this morning.
I smiled when it did. Yep, that's what a cycling time trial feels like, all right.
And a solid time trial it was. True, the course was perhaps a little flatter and the weather was warmer than my last TT. But progress is progress, right? I improved by what appears to be slightly more than a full mile-per-hour, going from just over 20 mph to 21.3 mph. My heart-rate beats per minute dropped ever so slightly, from 164 to a 163 average. And I covered more ground in 20 minutes, 6.7 miles to 7.1 miles. This was after another poor night's sleep and sore quads from the weekend's activities.
No, it's not a true apples-to-apples comparison between time trials. Still, I'm going to chalk up today's workout to tangible progress.
Now, I pack my bags for a business trip to Las Vegas. I'll be gone tomorrow through Friday, but intend to blog whenever I can find a moment. And I'll cram a workout or two in as well. I've got run and swim time trials to schedule, though there's no lap pool at the hotel. I may have to wait until next week for the swim, though I'm most excited to see the progress I've made in the water considering my recent 100-yard T-pace times.
I wish I had more energy to write longer tonight. But I'm just beat. I need a good night's sleep desperately. Ironically, maybe I'll have to visit Sin City to get it.
280 days and counting.