I’ve pretty much finished for the year. The big race got cancelled, and I was in shit shape for it anyway. I’ve had a season of sore legs, big efforts, and zero results to show for it. Anyone who’s raced for more than ten minutes knows that a good ride isn’t always measured by results, but sometimes…aaarrgh! Anyway, a break is due. I’ve also come to a point of fatigue where I’m sure that a change of focus next year is what’s needed.
I don’t do weights. This is for a couple of reasons: One, I did loads in my teens and twenties. I reached peak gym boredom, and never recovered from the exposure to all that pent-up testosterone and sexual frustration. Two, twenty-something years of surfing hasn’t exactly left me like a pipe cleaner in the upper body. I’ve been trying to lose muscle, not put it on, for the last few years. And Three: I have a screwed back, and on the three or four occasions I’ve set foot in a gym over the last decade or so I’ve limped out.
I’ve been pretty dedicated to the cause for the last few years, and over the last few weeks I’ve realised a couple of things. Firstly, my biking fitness might be good, but my general, athletic fitness frankly sucks more than it ever has. With my back injury, a strong core and good posture is key to a life without pain and, incidentally, to turning pedals quicker. Of course, on a day-to-day basis, how do you think this works out? I’ll take another lap of the block, do another interval, rather than stretch and dig the stability ball out. The work ethic in that direction’s been…absent. And secondly, I’m bored. I’ve essentially done the same calendar of events for four years, and I need a change.
Last week, I did my first run in years. ITB pain did for me a few years ago, and I’d always assumed it’d flare up instantly if I pulled on a pair of running shoes. It didn’t.
I hit the pool, too. Yeah, you can see where this is going.
I’m going to do a few tri’s this summer. Get some pool miles in, get running. It’s sufficiently different, and it’ll be great for my general fitness. It might even be good for my personality to get in a headspace of getting-round-and-doing-my-best, as opposed to being a competitive shithead.
And of course, I’ll be needing a new bike.