I tried for some elevation gain today. I felt in control after yesterday's cadence-setting activity and felt so good, that I was tempted to complete another loop but called it a day before the fatigue set in and I was in the middle of nowhere.
Going for distance, over time. At a casual speed, I aced my longest ride at 60km. I felt good post-ride due to the easy training zone.
Evening spin, for the sake of getting a ride in - nothing serious.
Although it was Christmas day, it was still a perfect day for training - no excuses. I got some solid hill training with Rod leading the way, I was done by the end of it and ready to go home. Logging my biggest climb to date.
I got on the bike for a short spin before it got too dark. Every km helps.
I set off nervous with my stomach in my throat, heading for the motorway, prepared to take on unfamiliar territory. I hoped to knock off at least 40km / 2 hrs and I did it! I finished exhausted, more I believe from stress than the cycle itself.
Adding to the distance: I started slow with little enthusiasm, then the momentum grew, just as a downpour of rain came. Cold and wet, I disappointingly returned home, my training coming to a halt.
I cycled to play netball in Motueka....determined to get the kms under my belt.
We tried something new; it was the same course I started training on but in a different direction - I enjoyed it much better! Roddy rode close, to help get me confident with others in proximity.
Venturing out - scaring myself on the motorway where there's loose gravel and fast cars. I returned home proud but worn out.
Out with Roddy, upping the distance now with more confidence. Enjoying the challenge of keeping up and riding with company.
I set off nervous, heading for the motorway, prepared to take on unfamiliar territory. I hoped to knock off at least 40km / 2 hrs.
