After almost two weeks of being a coach potato, I got on the spinning bike again today.
After all, I was told that I can do ‘anything’ as long as it ‘doesn’t hurt’.
Well, until last Wednesday there was nothing I could do without ‘it’ hurting, but a few days of downing oxy’s works wonders, so it started to itch…
And anyway, I can’t do much with such a statement.
First of all, it seems to me – in a general sense – that most people like to perform their activities as painlessly as possible.
You simply don’t start doing things with the intention of literally hurting yourself a lot.
There are of course exceptions to that rule, but those are usually based on a mental disorder…
Secondly, I never ride without pain anyway, so I have to ‘translate’ it into an acceptable new normal.
And that is difficult: am I influenced too much by the fear that my Alpe d’HuZes will be compromised?
And does that make me hold back or push my luck?
I can still repair a few weeks of training backlog, right?
Or is it actually worse if I take it slower than strictly necessary?
Should I stick to one spinning lesson or continue if it turns out to be going well?
Getting on the bike was quite an experience: similar to mounting a horse – just without the kitchen steps – I climbed onto my BodyBike and started the Croix de Fer Pt. 1 lesson.
Carefully, like a child taking its bike to the road for the first time without training wheels, the lesson was completed.
It was clear to me from the start that I would not be able to burn my virtual coach Evert as I usually do.
But things went well and I decided to continue with the Madeleine after which I would see.
Unfortunately – or actually: fortunately – Paula came home earlier than expected, so she immediately punctured my virtual tires and put a lid on a 3rd lesson.
I was quite nauseous by the end of that 2nd lesson, so she was right, as always.
So I was cycling a thin line, but it didn’t break – I’m actually quite proud and now I just hope that I don’t pay the price for it later today.
To be continued!
