In good news, I had several very light/easy days in a row this week which brought me back to life. I wore my HR monitor today though just to make sure that I was indeed out of the woods and back to normal. Given that my HR went up to 115 while putting on my cycling shoes, I figured I'd have no problem with being unable to elevate it today. I'll blame the 115 on the
I won't bore you with all the details, but suffice to say that I got what I wanted out of the ride. Some super hard climbing efforts, lots of grit your teeth time, a max HR I've only seen maybe once this year, and some practice uttering words that I can only say when Moana is out of earshot. I learned that Pineapple Hill is actually quite a bit longer and steeper when it comes ~80 miles into a ridiculously fast ride vs when it comes at ~40 miles after relaxing in your aero bars with a nice tailwind. And at mile 92 when I was chasing the guys over some steep rollers and desperately trying not to get dropped, I thought I might actually lose control of my bladder. That has actually never happened to me before. It was crazy because I was standing up and sprinting as hard as I could up this hill and thinking "Am I going to piss myself??" I didn't, if you must know, but that was such an odd feeling. I mean, I've pissed myself on my bike before, but always on purpose and only while racing. Today was not that.
Doesn't that sound like fun? Honestly, it was kind of fun. I'm super glad I went. But I'll also be super glad to get back on my TT bike next weekend and just chill out