I've thought about this subject quite a bit. Just about every time I go out riding. During races. The last few wretched miles of a century.
I should train more. I should train- period.
Work on my core by sitting on a big inflatable ball, do crunches. Maybe some yoga. Pilates.
Drop Sets. Intervals. Hill surges. VO2 max something-or-other. Get a power meter? HR monitor? (Thanks Bicycling mag! Honestly-- reading that magazine every month just gets more and more depressing. Plus they keep referencing stuff I don't understand, like "stock portfolios" and "golf" and "luxury, SAG supported bike trips". Seriously, WTF?)
Most times I just thumb my nose at the notion of "training". It seems an impediment to fun-on-a-bike. I have a job. I have a child. I have a wife. I have a house that always seems to have something breaking or needing repairing. When I DO get out on my bike I want to enjoy it. But I also want to be able to enjoy racing and longer rides without feeling like I'm going to barf or my knees are going to explode. *sigh*
I have recently discovered/realized that "training" also means more time spent riding. Now THAT I can agree with.
The Bike Snob just neatly skewered the whole training notion. It's a lovely piece of work, really.
My cigarette lighter, if I had one would be raised and lit.
I'll go ride my bike, instead.
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