In a moment of complete surprise, I was the winner of the daily Bike Snob NYC race to the top of the comment page. Somehow, stroke of complete luck... I saw the Google Reader number count jump the moment it was posted and was quick enough to comment first.
All you haters read my word!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Power meter conundrum
The power meter is simultaneously a friend and foe... when numbers are good it's motivating. When numbers are bad, even momentarily, it's completely demoralizing. It makes you question all aspects of life: Have I slept well? Did I eat enough? Did I work too hard on Wednesday? Did I work hard enough last weekend? (I'm pretty sure that the answers are: no, no, yes, and no. But that's not the point of this post.)
And then it all gets muddled up in your brain, and that's when key decisions are made. Saturday I had a horrible day on the bike and decided that racing on Sunday was not at all in the cards. That decision was based on a 2 minute attention span where everything - power, heart rate, and speed - all added up to "suck".
And then it all gets muddled up in your brain, and that's when key decisions are made. Saturday I had a horrible day on the bike and decided that racing on Sunday was not at all in the cards. That decision was based on a 2 minute attention span where everything - power, heart rate, and speed - all added up to "suck".
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