So it’s 11 degrees in Middle Tennessee. If you read the last blog, you know what kind of experience I had with the cold weather. You also read that I conceded the battle of the temperature and gave in to the sorry notion that I did have minimal temperature in which to bike, run, and of course, swim. I’m over that, I get it.
Today’s workout session was the swim/bike brick. Again, 11 degrees, so off I trot to the Sports Com pool/weight room where the stationery bikes are. Not terrible happy about it, but resigned to the circumstances as they are: It is what it is. I made the vow that the most recent post was going to be the whiningest of all, so I’ll have to back down on this one. If I can.
I used the new swimming toy – the portable lap counter you attach to the side of the pool. It can count laps, keep time/split times, calculate calories burned, etc. I thoroughly enjoyed playing with that. It can track most anything you program it to, and I think it will be really useful on the long swims. The swim itself was great if short, just a half-mile. I swam in my trisuit, and as soon as my 18 laps were over, I hopped out of the pool, ran to the locker room, put on my cleats and went running upstairs to the bike.
The gym where I work as a massage therapist is clean and shiny and chrome-y and hip: Murfreesboro’s version of GloboGym from the movie Dodgeball. The gym where I work OUT is old and dingy and dated and I love it: Average Joe’s from the same movie. There are a whopping two bikes in this gym, one upright and one recumbent. When I went flying up into the workout area, there was already someone on the upright, so I get on the recumbent, set it to be moderately difficult to sustain 15 mph, and start spinning. I had my tunes in, the small suspended TV was set (mute) to ESPN.
I was bored in 90 seconds. 90 seconds of approximately an hour and a half of cycling.
I watched Eagles/Raven/Steelers/Cardinals highlights. I watched people on the track. I watched people lift weights. I listened to an entire Jim Gaffigan album. Still bored. I got the workout done, the 20 miles knocked down. I’m sure I will have to do this again sometime this winter, but it really is a close call between the cold and the boredom, and the cold edges out the boredom by a fraction as a deterrent to outside REAL cycling.
Week two done. You may have noticed a missing swim workout this week if you are keeping close tabs. It was to have been yesterday, along with a strength training workout. I went to the gym with the intention of doing both, complete with all gear and equipment, did the weights workout, headed to the pool, and remembered the pool closes from 1-3….grrrrr. Knew that. Lesson learned. Again.
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