This week, with everything going on in the world, I needed some “me” time.
I got the bike out the shed and cleared away the cobwebs (literally), pumped up the tires to accomodate the extra weight and off I went.
The cycle path from my house to Rosslyn is relatively flat but has a couple of inclines. Weather was great, the tunes were banging and I was feeling good.
Stopped at the halfway point, namely the Original Rosslyn Inn (does a cracking mac n cheese btw) and then headed back.
The only downside on the return journey is the fact that I live at the top of a hill. Not a massive hill, but a hill all the same. I tried to cycle up it but couldn’t and was worried about pushing my heart too much.
Compromise was to walk the hard bits and cycle the easy bits. Seven and a half miles all in so I was pretty chuffed with that.
Net day I still had the urge to be consistent. It was sunny, I needed a break from work and time to clear my head. Get the bike!
Same route as the day before, same halfway point but this time on the way back I went a bit further and headed away from the big hill that beat me the day before.
I still had a hill to go up, but there was less of an incline so it meant cycling it all the way. It also meant a bit more time and distance on the journey.
Being a bit of an app freak, I have all kinds of apps tracking what I do. I use Strava and all the Under Armour Apps but my main piece of tech is my Apple Watch.
The heart rate monitor shows me where I was taking it easy and where I was really pushed to the max. Now my resting heart rate hovers between 46 -55 BPM and apparently that’s around the althletes range (big smile on face lol).
I’m not an athlete. I’m overweight, I’m unfit, my blood pressure sits at 179/91 mmHg (I know, high isnt it) and my heart is fooked.
The bike ride took me all the way up to 157 bpm and I’m happy to say, with no adverse affects. No pains, no aches, apart from being old and getting arthritis in one finger, apparently. My aim is to try and keep it down to the 145 bpm mark so lessons learnt on pushing myself too much.
I felt great, energised, refreshed and my mind was clear. I will admit that during the ride my legs burned like hell as my muscles welcomed me back and we got re-acquainted.
There are times when I do fail. For example after setting my alarm for 5:30am to get up and go walking. Only to discover I am not a morning person lol.
Although I can find the snooze button in the dark so maybe that’s some sort of morning person talent?
Anyway, I won’t bore you with any more exploits for now and thank you if you are reading my posts. For me its a chance to express myself and perhaps share some information at the same time.
We are never alone.
We all travel the same road.
We all fail or fall at one point or another.
It’s getting back up and carrying on that makes us strong.