Crazy Things
Last night I needed to check on the conditions of the barriers stored in the prairie grass at Badger Praire to make sure they would work for the clinic this weekend. Not a big deal as I could just go to ski school and then check on the barriers.
Thing is that my legs are tired from all the riding I did on vacation in the UP. That was probably more riding in 6 days than I had done all summer. However, I still went to ski school even though Thursdays are interval night. On the one hand this is a good idea because I'm desperately in need of some fitness for cross season.
On the other hand, doing roller ski intervals when you're really tired has its drawbacks. Inteval one went okay. I was V2ing pretty well up all the little hills and feeling better than expected (which still means I feel like crap - these are roller ski intervals after all and the sweat was just rolling off me - disgusting, I know).
Interval 2 I start out good. I'm V2ing up the first hill and then I loose concentration for a moment; a split second really. For most people this would not be a big deal. However, this is me. One minute I'm V2ing along just fine and the next minute I'm losing my balance. The next second I'm doing that slow motion fall . . . you know the kind. Even though you feel like it's happening slowly you can't seem to do anything to stop yourself. Clearly I lead a charmed life though as I tumbled over into the grass along the side of the road and I was V2ing so slowly that my biggest concern was if anyone saw me being a huge dork. (And for the record no one saw me, not even my ski school mates, which is why it pays to be slower than everyone else).
I survived the rest of that interval and then proceeded to V1 that section of the hill for the subsequent intervals (wuss!). And I survived (barely) the rest. I thought we were doing 6 intervals but we only ended up doing 5. It was like receiving an unexpected gift . . . especially since my legs barely had 5 intervals in them. I actually thought I wouldn't make it through the cool down ski as the last hill up to the parking lot seemed painful even at cool down speed.
Rollerskiing . . . it was only a couple of years ago that I proclaimed I would never do that - which, of course, is a sure sign that I will do something eventually.
Of course, most of my blog readers are not skiers but cyclocrossers and now you're wondering if I'm ever going to get back to the cross barriers. Since you've read through all that ski talk I suppose I will.
The barriers are in better shape than I expected based on JPE's comments to me before he left town. However, they do need a little work so we brought one home to see what the best fix will be. They will be ready for the clinic though so everyone can get in some good race prep.
Thing is that my legs are tired from all the riding I did on vacation in the UP. That was probably more riding in 6 days than I had done all summer. However, I still went to ski school even though Thursdays are interval night. On the one hand this is a good idea because I'm desperately in need of some fitness for cross season.
On the other hand, doing roller ski intervals when you're really tired has its drawbacks. Inteval one went okay. I was V2ing pretty well up all the little hills and feeling better than expected (which still means I feel like crap - these are roller ski intervals after all and the sweat was just rolling off me - disgusting, I know).
Interval 2 I start out good. I'm V2ing up the first hill and then I loose concentration for a moment; a split second really. For most people this would not be a big deal. However, this is me. One minute I'm V2ing along just fine and the next minute I'm losing my balance. The next second I'm doing that slow motion fall . . . you know the kind. Even though you feel like it's happening slowly you can't seem to do anything to stop yourself. Clearly I lead a charmed life though as I tumbled over into the grass along the side of the road and I was V2ing so slowly that my biggest concern was if anyone saw me being a huge dork. (And for the record no one saw me, not even my ski school mates, which is why it pays to be slower than everyone else).
I survived the rest of that interval and then proceeded to V1 that section of the hill for the subsequent intervals (wuss!). And I survived (barely) the rest. I thought we were doing 6 intervals but we only ended up doing 5. It was like receiving an unexpected gift . . . especially since my legs barely had 5 intervals in them. I actually thought I wouldn't make it through the cool down ski as the last hill up to the parking lot seemed painful even at cool down speed.
Rollerskiing . . . it was only a couple of years ago that I proclaimed I would never do that - which, of course, is a sure sign that I will do something eventually.
Of course, most of my blog readers are not skiers but cyclocrossers and now you're wondering if I'm ever going to get back to the cross barriers. Since you've read through all that ski talk I suppose I will.
The barriers are in better shape than I expected based on JPE's comments to me before he left town. However, they do need a little work so we brought one home to see what the best fix will be. They will be ready for the clinic though so everyone can get in some good race prep.
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