I shouldn't have bothered getting on the single speed mountain bike for what I had intended to be my normal hoot of a commute home. I was fatigued by the time I'd got one kilometre up Spencer Street. My head was out of the trail zone and I couldn't get my heart rate above 150.... definite fatigue.
A bonus was running into The Extractor on the trails and stopping for a chat. Another bonus was getting home.
Okay, I'm 43. I need a rest now and again. Might take the day completely off tomorrow so I'm ready to smash it with the Fatties on Wednesday night.
1.5hr MTB SS - sooky la, la pace.
Mate, it happens...even the Diesel needs maintenance. You'll smash it tonight.
ReplyDeleteSmashed AND crashed. Bugger. Minor off but then ripped a tyre apart and had to get Karen to come and pick me up. Not good!
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