Winter is over, Spring has well and truly sprung, and Logan has run out of advice from his 'Little Boys Book of Excuses' and has agreed to come peddling again. He has been keeping active, but we were both fairly sure it wasn't active enough to pick up training from where we left off...
So, yesterday we picked up training from where we left off. I sent a txt to Logan with a choice - sprint or slog? For some unfathomable reason, he picked sprint. I haven't done sprint training for ages, nothing more sprinty than chasing (and passing) the roadies on my mountainbike during my commute to work and back. It's only a 6.5km trip each way tho, so not a real challenge, and of course, no hills.
Arrived at Logan's house and saddled up. We headed out to our sprint training track, chatting and cruising at a good average 30kph. Then the first sprint. I wasn't expecting big things, it has been a while, but it wasn't too shabby. Once legs were exploding and lungs screaming we scaled back, spinning for a while before doing it again. Second time around was the same speed, longer distance, and more pain. Good pain tho. Lap three started with a seat adjustment, then a double-sprint, which was the most painful thing I have done for quite some time, and a long slow spin before hammering it one more time.
With raspy throats and shaky legs we trundled home, recovering fairly quickly and enjoying being out and in the sunshine on a warm Spring evening.
A plan was made to head out the next night and do a slog - ride the riverbank to McLeans Island and see if the tandem can tackle the moguls and s-bends in the new 5km section of the track without getting beached as. However, earlier today I received a call from Logan bemoaning the aches and pains caused by the sprints and bailing on back to back rides at this stage. Maybe we shouldn't have gone so hard? Naaa, I'm sure he would have complained at the time if it was too hard, but he was breathing way to heavily to be able to communicate let alone complain.
Ahh well, twas a good night and we have little to no excuses for future adventures.
