Le Tour

Jul 16, 2007 20:53

     God I love bicycle racing!  I rolled over in bed last month and made eye contact with my Somec.  My heart rate jumped, adrenaline surged, beads of sweat formed, my breathing deepened... I didn't fall asleep again for another hour.  I miss it.  It pisses me off that I put it on hold for a few years and got nothing for the trade.  I gave up the best years of my life and that aggravates me more than anything.  I can't believe all the new folks I see on bikes.  Most of them are dorks.  I want to get back on my bike just to eat them up and shit out their Shimano.
     I decided that half squats at 420 lbs. aren't good enough so I started putting the emphasis on full butt-to-calf squats.  I'd probably be doing 500 lbs. halfs if I hadn't refocused on increasing my reps and range.  I'm going to hit big numbers on those by December.  500 lbs. legal max probably isn't going to happen by then but I don't think I can keep the monkey off my back any longer.  I'm going to clip in this off season and put my base miles on while everyone else is huddled in front of their Lance shrines and heaters.  The plan is to put in my base 300 miles in less than 3 months and start pushing my endurance back up to handling 100 mile rides again.  The weights should take care of the speed.  I'll drop hills from my sights for a while and just concentrate on raw speed and endurance.  I want to hammer.  I want to pass pacelines of weekend warriors and drop them from the ass end of my horizon.  Just for shits and grins I think I'll find some group rides, park on the opposite side of the parking lot, doing my anti-social road racer routine, and let them get a mile up the road before reeling them in and blowing past them.  I'm fighting the urge to renew my racing license tonight.  Oh yes, the monkey is on my back again... now I'll never fall asleep. 

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