Over use. Rather a funny concept since sometimes it doesn't mean doing too much in total volume but rather just a sudden increase in volume. Case in point.
As a cyclist I am in above average aerobic condition. But 1) out of concern for bone strength 2) for cross training and 3) because I really like soccer I decided to get back in to playing if only with the high school during their weekly open gym indoor sessions. So a couple weeks ago I decided to start some weight training targeting my legs and core. The same week I started running again. Then played soccer. I was sore and my left hamstring was really tight. The next week I lifted again but did not have the chance to run. Then I got out on a single speed ride (about 3 hours) with a good amount of climbing. Left me wrecked. So of course I went to indoor soccer again. Part way in to the first match I could tell something was wrong. I tried to work through it but the pain only got worse. Then I had the idea to move to goalie (which only netted me a severely stubbed finger). Not long until I found myself sitting in the gym hallway with a bag of ice on my knee.
Pes anserine bursitis. Great. The risk factors list was like a check list (except for the obesity part). Now almost a week later I still hurt, cannot run, and looks like at least another week off. And I still can't get my ring off over the swollen knuckle.
Good thing the weather hasn't been that good for riding outside. This makes me feel old. My body at 42 sure doesn't respond the same way to physical stress as it used to. Now I just need to figure out how to heal up and get in shape for the Gravel Rouser (March 16-19).
By the way, please consider supporting the Athens Bicycle Club as they support the building of lots of miles of trails at Wayne National Forest. Plus by supporting you get a chance to win a sweet bike.
Friday, January 27, 2017
Monday, January 16, 2017
2016 review
I've heard it called a train-wreck. I've heard it called great. Or it could well be it was just another year, like the ones before it. Time doesn't change since the heart of man hasn't changed. And just like the past year(s), many plans were unfulfilled, changed, and corrected while a few were realized. So here is my quick review of the previous year, specifically relating to the subject of this blog.
Stats: nearly 2000 miles, 146 hours, 102k feet of climbing. Not the biggest year, but certainly not the smallest. Though, it does not include the many trips from the office to the Farmacy or Fluff for lunch. And that adds up. It is about 6 miles round trip, slightly more to Fluff. I had been doing that 2-3 times a week when the weather was better. Not that riding to get a slice of pie is training, but it is riding none the less.
Highlights: Another Wolfman Award, first cyclocross race, some new roads, annual trip to Davis, WV. That's about it. No big multi-day rides. No centuries. No records. No new bikes. No new tattoos. No injuries. I didn't even race the two local races (road and mountain at Lake Hope) instead, volunteered at each event. But I would hardly call it a train wreck. Just another year of enjoying riding a bike. Another year of enjoying old friends and making a few new ones. Some cool photos were taken along the way. Some good food and great coffee were consumed.
With that, here is a selection of some of my favorite photos from the year, in no particular order, either because of the photo itself (color, lighting, composition) or because of what the photo captured. Some have appeared on the blog in the past year, some have not.
Stats: nearly 2000 miles, 146 hours, 102k feet of climbing. Not the biggest year, but certainly not the smallest. Though, it does not include the many trips from the office to the Farmacy or Fluff for lunch. And that adds up. It is about 6 miles round trip, slightly more to Fluff. I had been doing that 2-3 times a week when the weather was better. Not that riding to get a slice of pie is training, but it is riding none the less.
Highlights: Another Wolfman Award, first cyclocross race, some new roads, annual trip to Davis, WV. That's about it. No big multi-day rides. No centuries. No records. No new bikes. No new tattoos. No injuries. I didn't even race the two local races (road and mountain at Lake Hope) instead, volunteered at each event. But I would hardly call it a train wreck. Just another year of enjoying riding a bike. Another year of enjoying old friends and making a few new ones. Some cool photos were taken along the way. Some good food and great coffee were consumed.
With that, here is a selection of some of my favorite photos from the year, in no particular order, either because of the photo itself (color, lighting, composition) or because of what the photo captured. Some have appeared on the blog in the past year, some have not.
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