I've finally shaken off the recurrent cold that's been a bit of a burden since I returned from the USA in the first week of October. This was convenient since my Team Grumpy team mate was visiting and we'd planned a bike ride. This is actually rather a rare occasion for us.
Of course all my assertions that we should 'take it easy' and 'don't forget I've been off the bike for four weeks' had zilch effect as we found ourselves zipping along on a beautifully clear and sunny morning (though it was rather cold at the start), particularly after we encountered an old club mate on the way, with the consequences that generally follow. We covered around 50 miles in about 3h riding time - the furthest I've cycled since our trip to France in September, and the first 'proper' bike ride in the last month. We did stop at a cafe in Winslow, which was just as well, since by the last 10 miles, my legs were suffering.
It was notable how 'mobile' my heart rate was: while mostly it was in upper level 1 or lower level 2, it didn't take much for it to leap up to levels that I normally see during short time trials. So recovery is still some way off, I guess. Added to which, as I write this the following morning, I do seem a bit achy - particularly my neck.
Oh, and I did collect a slow puncture a mile or two from getting home.
I've finally shaken off the recurrent cold that's been a bit of a burden since I returned from the USA in the first week of October. This was convenient since my Team Grumpy team mate was visiting and we'd planned a bike ride. This is actually rather a rare occasion for us.
Of course all my assertions that we should 'take it easy' and 'don't forget I've been off the bike for four weeks' had zilch effect as we found ourselves zipping along on a beautifully clear and sunny morning (though it was rather cold at the start), particularly after we encountered an old club mate on the way, with the consequences that generally follow. We covered around 50 miles in about 3h riding time - the furthest I've cycled since our trip to France in September, and the first 'proper' bike ride in the last month. We did stop at a cafe in Winslow, which was just as well, since by the last 10 miles, my legs were suffering.
It was notable how 'mobile' my heart rate was: while mostly it was in upper level 1 or lower level 2, it didn't take much for it to leap up to levels that I normally see during short time trials. So recovery is still some way off, I guess. Added to which, as I write this the following morning, I do seem a bit achy - particularly my neck.
Oh, and I did collect a slow puncture a mile or two from getting home. 