It's been quite a few years since I last turned over those cranks. Today @ work they had the weigh-in for the 1st week of a weight loss competition they are doing. I didn't participate because it only lasted for 2 months, if it lasted until fall, then maybe. Anyway, the scale said a whopping 259. That is the heaviest I've ever been in my life.
Tonight I hooked up the bike to the trainer, and put in Suffer-O-Rama with the idea of keeping everything in small chain ring up front and just going as I felt through the sets.
I puked on the first sets of 'Five Killer Minutes'. I did have it in the big ring 53 up front...afterall I wouldn't have the nickname "Hammer" if I at least didn't try.
After that I just stopped. My heart rate was through the roof, and I feel completely exhausted. Tomorrow is another day, as I have no goals for this year but that could always change. I'll eat a little smarter and try it again. Tomorrow I won't go in the big ring. I can't guarantee that I'll even finish tomorrow's session, all I can do is try. If my body says no, then it's no until the next day. It knows what to do, and it will come around.
Just for kicks, I am putting in my starting and ending weights for seasons that I rode the most:
2001 - 230/220
2002 - 235/219
2003 - 230/200 (Fred's Ride)
2004 - 220/195 (Fred's Ride)
2005 - 210/200 (Fred's Ride, I stopped riding that season due to injury 1 week prior to the Mt. Mitchell trip)
2006 - Did not ride
2007 - 220 (Early April) / 181 (September, would have been my Highlander weight)
2008 - Did not ride
2009 - Did not ride
2010 - Did not ride
2011 - 259 (4/11/11)
