Saturday morning - up at 6:30am. Rode my trainer indoors for 27 miles. I don't have the words to describe stationary cycling. It's probably very similar to the lives of the fish we acquired recently - just swimming in circles, no prospects of seeing anything new, no real progress.
I need to start wearing my heart rate monitor while cycling because I put in good one today - hit 32mph and sustained it for a while, which HURTS.
My running is gone. I took the day off work yesterday with hopes of putting in a long run and catching up on X-mas shopping. I layered up and headed out for at least an 8 mile run, but ended up walking home after only a mile or so. There is something mechanically wrong with my old right leg. It will pass - I keep telling myself. SO, after another running defeat I went to the YMCA and lifted weights. I don't fit in with the weight lifting scene. I've never really had biceps. I did give it my all though and can feel it today. Next time I'm going to try to grimace more, mutter profanities beneath my breath looking for the right 45lb plate and act like the alpha male.
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