Varietal
It's another late night cuddled up to the cat and the lady. One of which is asleep, the other is just enjoying the heat of my inner-thighs.
I just finished The Immortal Class, and I'm glad I read it. He got a bit long-winded a couple times, but overall it's a good read. He writes really well, long-winded or not. Now it's onto The Road and/or a book about the prevention and treatment of cycling related injuries.
On the way to work today I realized I was suddenly pedaling with more power and efficiency. I had suspected for weeks, and finally proven with a tape measure, that my leg muscles were uneven and therefor I've been pedaling wonky. More thigh on the right, more calf on the left. As much as I've tried to be conscious of it, a measurement last night shows that it's still happening.
Until today. It appears that the alley cat on Saturday has shaken something up and now I'm evening out. I can feel it. The same thing happened last time, but I'd forgotten. The next time I commuted I was a better rider, all from one day of racin'. I guess it's like changing up your workout at the gym. If you don't add some variety, you'll get in a rut, plateau, and waste time.
So get out there, take another route, ride in a different style, change it up. I have a feeling you'll be surprised with the result. Variety is the spice of sex and life, and all that.
Speaking of measurements, my legs have grown half an inch around in about fourteen days. The five pounds I spoke of earlier has stayed, although my pants ain't getting tighter. So I guess my protein/creatine regime is working, although I think I haven't been taking enough of the latter. I've been eyeballing the measurements this whole time, and with the discovery of even smaller measuring spoons, I see now I've been taking less than you carnivores get in your regular diets. Guess we'll see what happens now.
Critical Mass this Friday. Come on out and pedal a spell. The streets is for all us peeps, not just the ones behind engine blocks. Let's remind people. We'll have sunlight this time, and hopefully the weather cooperates. I'm too lazy to check just now.
But it's bedways for me, lads and lassies. I gotta work in the moanin'.
Take care.
- David
P.S. I just couldn't let it go.
I just finished The Immortal Class, and I'm glad I read it. He got a bit long-winded a couple times, but overall it's a good read. He writes really well, long-winded or not. Now it's onto The Road and/or a book about the prevention and treatment of cycling related injuries.
On the way to work today I realized I was suddenly pedaling with more power and efficiency. I had suspected for weeks, and finally proven with a tape measure, that my leg muscles were uneven and therefor I've been pedaling wonky. More thigh on the right, more calf on the left. As much as I've tried to be conscious of it, a measurement last night shows that it's still happening.
Until today. It appears that the alley cat on Saturday has shaken something up and now I'm evening out. I can feel it. The same thing happened last time, but I'd forgotten. The next time I commuted I was a better rider, all from one day of racin'. I guess it's like changing up your workout at the gym. If you don't add some variety, you'll get in a rut, plateau, and waste time.
So get out there, take another route, ride in a different style, change it up. I have a feeling you'll be surprised with the result. Variety is the spice of sex and life, and all that.
Speaking of measurements, my legs have grown half an inch around in about fourteen days. The five pounds I spoke of earlier has stayed, although my pants ain't getting tighter. So I guess my protein/creatine regime is working, although I think I haven't been taking enough of the latter. I've been eyeballing the measurements this whole time, and with the discovery of even smaller measuring spoons, I see now I've been taking less than you carnivores get in your regular diets. Guess we'll see what happens now.
Critical Mass this Friday. Come on out and pedal a spell. The streets is for all us peeps, not just the ones behind engine blocks. Let's remind people. We'll have sunlight this time, and hopefully the weather cooperates. I'm too lazy to check just now.
But it's bedways for me, lads and lassies. I gotta work in the moanin'.
Take care.
- David
P.S. I just couldn't let it go.
posted by BuddhaDave at
11:30 PM
1 Comments:
I totally have the one-legged thing going on too. I noticed a few weeks back that I always put my left foot down at intersections, and thus always start out pedaling with my right leg. I've started to try to remedy it by unclipping my right foot at every intersection, but it feels so weird and iffy.
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