A mistake of mine in the past on the bike was that I just didn't listen to my body when it had enough. You'd miss training and fail at the next race...a complete fallacy of course but the mentality of cycling leads you to these dark thoughts so you try harder to overcome the restrictions that fatigue brings about. Sometimes rest will train your body better than beating it into the ground.
Friday 17th June...I'm tired. It was a mentally busy week and by Friday I was fit for nothing but dribble at the mouth. I skipped the 2 hour fun fest at the Kettlebell Club...I'll go in the morning instead. So I rested...11 hours sleep before I know what was going on. Checked up the time of the Saturday sessions and missed the 11-12 slot so I prepared for the 12-1pm slot. Got there and realised that the 11-12 training session is actually 11 - 12.30. So I missed it. Damn & Blast. But secretly I wasn't too disappointed.
But I didn't come home and say I'd do a bit with the black & grey ball. No. Rest. Sometimes if you can't make your own decisions fate will play it's hand...tomorrow is another day and lets hope the "Summer" brings about something other than the usual thunder, hail, rain and cold so that the Cervelo R3 can get a stretch on the pock-marked Irish roads.
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