12:00 noon
Given my increase in training volume lately, I awoke a little less enthused for my intended bike ride this morning. So I passed on it. Been trying to listen to my body, and letting it dictate to what extent I can train or should rest. Got out for a just a run instead, 7 mi. A mile in I kicked myself for not bringing either my hat or sunglasses for protection against the sun, it was hot and humid(!!) and so the shirt came off pretty quickly. About halfway through, someone on a bike pedaled up to me and asked: "Pardon me, what is that strap on your chest helpful for?" My quick response: "It's a heart rate sensor that relays a signal to my watch, and it's racing!"
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So, last night I drove my car. And while that's not newsworthy on it's own (although I don't drive much these days), it was a particular point while driving that's of interest. Heh, heh - I know I've been training a lot when I'm driving up a hill and sense my legs involuntarily flex beneath me, as though I might have to pedal up the hill. And then tapping on the gas pedal, I somehow feel like I'm cheating the hill with this gas-powered propulsion. Wacky thought I know.
Yup, it's official - Lance placed 3rd in this year's TdF; already looking forward to his next year of racing under Team Radio Shack.
Also, congrats to Jim Rice (Red Sox left fielder in the 70s & 80s), today he gets inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. I remember him knocking a few outta Fenway many a time back in the day. Good guy, good ball player.
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