I started interval training a couple of weeks ago, and today I started using the interval training timer included in my Endomondo Pro app for the same reason that most people turn to interval training – to take my cycling to the next level over the winter for next season. There are a few added benefits to it as well…
Last week I tried a 10 minute warmup followed by 10 reps, 15 seconds full on/15 seconds recovery. I got that one from another blogger that I followed. Today I did one from Endomondo, only I altered it a little bit: 5 minute warmup followed by 6 reps 1 minute full on/1 minute recovery followed by a 5 minute cool down. I’d say the 15 second one was quite a bit tougher, heck one minute to recover seemed too short.
My legs are feeling pretty squishy after today’s workout though and that’s a good thing. What I found in doing the workouts was a little surprising… With little time to recover between hard efforts, the overall workout goes really quickly and I’m absolutely loving it. All last off-season I’d spin at a decent clip (some days harder than others) and before long it got incredibly boring but with the interval training days thrown in there, it really breaks things up. It’s so much less boring.
So yeah, intervals help to get us to the next level, but much more importantly – at least for me – they break up an otherwise boring spin.
For anyone who has known me or followed my blog for any amount of time, you know that I’ve always enjoyed fast food. This past summer I even needed it to balance out the crazy amount of calories that I was burning on a daily basis on my bike – or maybe it would be fairer to say that the high calorie fast food made balancing my diet easier. Indeed, that’s the ticket.
Lately we’ve had some troubles with our house that have made eating out a necessity and I’m coming to my wits end… It all started with a couple of Happy Meals that I bought for my girls that had new reduced size fry cartons and about 10 fries in them. I noticed that the trend applied to my fry portion as well. Surprisingly prices didn’t go down with the 33% reduction in fries, imagine that. From there I started noticing just how low the quality of the food actually is – that became apparent after having to choke down a burger for lunch yesterday on the way home from the in-law’s house.
I never thought I’d see the day, but I’m tired of fast food. It’s lost its luster as fuel. That’s the big hit. I’m not going to go as far as saying I feel worse for eating it, because I really don’t, but it’s just starting to “feel” a little less than useful. Add to that the clear ripoff it’s becoming and it’s just too much. I won’t say that I’ll be swearing it off forever, but I’ve made the decision to drop it, at least for now.
To look at this in terms of “why”, the more I’ve put into getting and staying in shape, the less fast food has made sense. I suppose I’ve evolved. Imagine that.
For Thanksgiving we always head to my mother-in-law’s for the long weekend. This may seem like a horror story in the making if you follow the M-I-L stereotype, but I ended up with the exact opposite. Mine is one of the best in recorded history. This is the second year that Mrs. Bgddy and I brought our bikes up so we could ride off the turkey and pie.
We had a nice warm and sunny ride on Thursday and I had to head home for the day on Friday so there was no room for a ride… Then came Saturday. It was gray and windy all day and the misses and I went back and forth for some time trying to talk each other out of it… Then I came up with the old, “we’ll feel better after dinner if we ride”, talking point and that sealed it for the both of us.
We got dressed in out winter wear and headed outside… To find that our winter wear wasn’t quite “winter” enough. We made it all of 2-1/2 miles at a nice leisurely pace before turning around and heading into a gnarly wind. It froze us both to the bone – and I’m not one to complain much about the cold. We had planned on an eight miler but we cut it to five after the horrendous 2-1/2 mile ride back. It was utterly nasty cold. My hands were so cold they hurt, my leg muscles were too cold to work properly and I lost the feeling in my face a quarter mile after the turn around on a nice 25 mph descent.
It was so bad that I failed to find any enjoyment in the ride… And that’s a rarity. This morning we woke up to this:
It’s all over but the shouting now. Winter is here.