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Heart Rate, How Low Can You Go?

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It’s 4:41 in the morning.  I’m on my second cup of coffee and I’m just about to break into a little bit of work (I’ve got a nice little job to get through) before my wife and kids eat some breakfast, wrap some presents and get ready to head down to my mother’s house for a Christmas party, then we’ll be heading up to take part in a meeting.  Oh, and I’m going to get in a 45 minute – 1 hour spin in there somewhere too.  In other words, it’s going to be a long, busy day and I’m getting myself geared up for it – for the last 40 minutes or so since I woke up.  This is when I remembered to check my morning heart rate…  46. 

I can remember wondering if I’d ever get down into the 60’s two years ago and I’d been running for years.  It’s obviously quite fair to say that I’m simply going to stick with what’s working – I can’t even believe I’m down in the 40’s.

Here’s my trick, the one thing that helps me push through almost anything, the one thing that helps me to push harder, the one thing that helps me to love the notion that “if I can talk, I’m not riding/running fast enough…  Come in close, I have to whisper…

When I want to quit, when I’m tired, when most everyone else would look outside and curl up into a ball and go back to sleep, I call myself a sissy (in much harsher language).  Saturday, when it was cold outside and I really just wanted to stay home…  I had to decide on whether or not I wanted to be a punk today or not.  It may seem harsh, but it is what it is and for me, it works.  Now, this obviously doesn’t have to be ridiculous – I know there are people out there a lot more hardcore than I am – who will ride in the snow (and I quit when it dips below freezing), so I don’t claim to be all that tough.  On the other hand, if you haven’t been running and had your hair freeze or your eyes freeze shut for a split second, you haven’t lived (or you live south of Tennesse-ish).  Running in the nasty weather will make you feel like a hundred dollars and tough as nails.

What gets you through the rough patches?

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