Okay, I’m tired. I know it, even if I’m not riding like it. Most days I’d tell you, I simply need a recovery ride, chill out a little bit, sit up and spin my legs… I might get away with that, but I really don’t know.
Check it out:
Last Friday: 39 miles
Last Saturday: 60 miles
Sunday: 49 miles
Monday: 32 miles
Tuesday: 39 miles
Better, averages, in order of appearance: 18.4, 19.5, 17.6 merciful mph, 19, 20.4. It’s the last two combined with the distance. 219 miles in five days is a lot, but at those speeds and this early in the season? Those are August numbers…
After just 16 days in a row, I’m taking a day off (it just happens to coincide with my youngest daughter’s band concert). I’ve already gone 60 days in a row this year but this feels different. There’s nothing wrong, really, in fact I feel quite strong and rode very well last night. I just want to keep that going.
In this case, my body is saying, “Roll with it, big fella. Keep riding.” Rather than listen to it, I’m taking a day off. At least I think I am, as of 4:30 this morning…
Often, I can buy into the whole “listen to my own body” thing, as long as I am truthful in my interpretation of what it’s saying. Too often I see people choose to confuse “lazy” as a means of “listening”. I worked very hard over the winter to be fit this spring. My strategy paid off and I want to keep it rolling and in this case rather than listen to my body, which is technically saying “go”, I think I’m going to tell it to chill out a minute.
Maybe you think I’m right, maybe wrong…. In the end, what matters is what I think and what I can get behind – my end goal is always stronger, faster, fitter. In this instance, a day off makes sense.