Yesterday: Set alarm for 5AM. Go to bed at 8:30PM in guest room
Today, 4:47AM - Woken by the Lightning Kid, turn off alarm before it goes off while wife puts him back down
5:05AM - Lightning Kid asleep, head downstairs, grab water bottle, Garmin, iPad and change into bike shorts and tank top.
5:17AM - After taking and posting a pic (natch), hop on bike and start pedalling. Bring up Netflix and continue watching Taken 2. Use the car chase scene to motivate myself on more intense pedalling.
5:34AM - I notice the rear wheel keeps slipping, so I figure I might up the tension on the trainer a little. I get off to make the adjustment but find it makes a funny noise when I pedal. The tire pressure feels low. My good pump is in the garage, but I figure I can use the portable one strapped to the frame.
5:44AM - The tire feels flatter than before. Obviously I’m getting nowhere with the pump so I throw in the towel. It’s near freezing outside, so I’m not going to the garage dressed as I am, and I don’t want to wake anyone trying to get dressed. I opt for a little strength/home workout, and try some pull-ups on the bar, Russian twists with the medicine ball, and of course, Roguees.
6:01AM - I hear Shark Boy coughing, and stirring, and the cat seems like he’s using my activity as a an excuse to thump around. I try moving the cat to the basement with me so he won’t wake the others; as a ‘thank-you’, he sinks his claws into my unprotected chest. Shark Boy is definitely awake, and will wake the others shortly unless I intervene. I head upstairs.
So, in conclusion, I got 25 interrupted minutes of workout for having gotten up an hour and a half early.... but at least it got me posting again.
Labels: bicycle, cycling, training