(Wrote this last night but forgot to publish)Curiouser, and Curiouser

So having basically ensured that I won't be walking properly for a fair few days (it's muscle fatigue, the kind that gets sore the further away from the incident, and slacks off after you move) I decided to do some yoga this morning.  A mixture of hatha and Ivangar, as thems my hommies.  I was trying to put some effort into it, and got quite a sweat on but after I finished I looked at my heart rate monitor and it said 68 bpm.  My resting heart rates 60.  My pottering about heart rate is usually about 80, as is my getting ready for a ride.  Is this normal?  Please let me know.

I'll obviously keep an eye on it over the next couple of days.

Jx

(Today)

Sweaty Betty Strikes again.

When I'm wanting an easy time of tit I tend to go for a turbo training session.  Which is what I did today.  My da's up so I managed this as soon as I got up (more or less).  I've managed to burn 500 cals but i didn't look at my heart rate - though before it was more of a normal rate.

Jx

It's not the best idea I've ever had...

...but I start 7.30 am yoga on Monday.  As someone who doesn't get out of bed before 8 on a school day it's not the best idea I've ever had but I'm going with it.  I shall ofcourse be commuting on the Brompton, and I think I'll be possibly navigating the 'Big Road' - King Street.  The one with all the big traffic - a couple of 16 wheelers, the busses the four-by-fours but it should be fairly early in the morning.

What else.. we might have the opportunity of doing Fat Tyre Bike Tours in London. Which is going to leave me only lacking in Barcelona T-Shirtness.

Jx

Lulling....

I think we're in a lull at the moment.  The bit before Christmas with not much happening.  In saying that I did go white water rafting, which wasn't half as bad as I thought it was going to be.  I don't like boats really. I have this weird thing with my brother where we absorb the others fears.  I got 'bitten' by a wasp, he gets the fear when their buzzing about him, he joins the navy, I develop a fear of boats.  I get a weird sort of horrendous vertigo, which disappears as soon as I hit the water.

I ended up in the water about 3 times and it was bloody cold. In your Offshore Survival Training they talk about that if you do hit the water in the north sea (which is four degrees in the summer), the body the registers the cold when it surrounds you as it would register fire, and will close your airways to protect the lungs. It was that cold.  I ended up going in by accident the first time.  It was really the fault of the guide.  We were playing this game where we had to cross the T section of the paddles with each others then hang over the side of the boat.  I was later told the intention was to put the Gids in with his hi-teck six mm wetsuit and hood, instead of me with the hole in the knees three mm.  Apparently his face was a state when I went in, though not as bad as my 'OH-MY-GOD-IT'S-SOO-COLD-I-CAN'T-BREATHE' face.  

On the cycling front, the Gids actually left on his bike this morning, as did I but not together.  I've only recorded once from where we live and back.  I'm intending to do Mysore Practise at the yoga studio, with my attention of doing 4 classes a week. Then drop one of them when the cycling starts.  I have real problems with my arms. I thought it was my chest and possibly my shoulders but they feel fine now to be honest.  I can't close my hands behind my back, and it's really tight - not on the cap muscle but underneath.  But I'll be glad when the Etape signage opens again.  It'll give me a goal to work to.

Jx

I'm a bad Yogi....

I hang my head in shame (without hunching my shoulders up to my ears - just in case my teacher's reading this).  It came after we had savasana and I was all chuffed because someone started to snore and I didn't laugh, or snigger when the girls behind me did.  Then when we did the 'Omn' at the end someone was completely out of tune and I lost it.  I mean I really lost it, and then people behind me stated laughing, and then the teacher noticed.  Then on Wednesday we were halfway through savasana at the end and I had my eyes shut and it sounded like someone had jumped on asthmatic bag pipes.  And then we were sang to in Sanskrit.  I didn't laugh.  I would like to say however that my musical tastes exclude that particular kind of organ used.  

We also have colds.  Well, to clarify, I have a cold, the Gids has The Man Flu.  We're both a tiny bit shaky and snottery and wheezy.  His symptoms are always a little bid worse than mine because he is a man.  And the bigger the man the more severe the symptoms so he doesn't complain, he just looks extremely sorry for himself.

But anyway.  I can't remember when but the Etape Caledonia sign up should be rolling out shortly.  Feels like waiting to be hung.  In terms of what we've done this year, there hasn't been that many big cycling trips. We've not made Ullapool yet and time is running out for that and besides from cycling to and fro' on the Brommie for work, nothing else has been done.

At least I've done more than the Giddy Blonde.  So far for the past two months he's ironed his shirt the night before, packed his bag for the morning, set the alarm early all with every intention of cycling in just to hit the snooze button before hitting a leisurely shower and getting the car in to work.  I understand it's not a competition but I'm all in the chuffing smugness at the moment with my superior commitment to the velocipeding.

I'm going to start recording how long it takes to get me to work and back now.  Just to see if there's any difference, if I'm improving on the Brompton.  I'll be slower than on one of the bigger bikes, and having had a couple of windy days I'm finding the Brompton heavy on the road, so fun that will not be.  I can't tell a difference in my fitness as such but I am finding by legs have got thicker - to the point they keep pulling my thighs keep pulling my trousers down - and I'm thinking that I'm going to start the turbo trainer again.


Jx