DVT DAY 216
Saturday, the day before weigh in and a day to risk Sainsburys for a new frying pan and fish food. So after a late morning bacon bagel its off to the supermarket. I strange land of queuing, sanitizer and designer masks. No car washers in the car park, a disappointment but I guess they lack the moral fibre of the car washers of my youth. We leave with more than we planned of course and head for the garden centre with a good butcher but alas no turkey crowns. This is part of our plan B Christmas contingencies. So we assuage our disappointment with fruit scones and some posh strawberry daiquiri jam.
In the midst of all this my new tracksuit arrived. An understated combo which I shall use to train in the chilly garage gym over the next few weeks to build some core strength and tone up.
It’s rugby semi final day so we settle down to watch while indulging on the scones with daiquiri jam. Good games but by the time they are over it was getting dark. Time to retreat to the shed and train. Today the aim was to reach 1000 kilometre mark. So in the dark and rain I get set in the shed and start to pedal wearing my altitude training mask on for the first ten minutes. I cannot see the garden so I sweat and pedal by the light of the desk lamp while the heater pumps out heat. For almost an hour I grind out the work and then at 57 minutes the magic 1000 kilometre total appears on the monitor. I ease off for the last four minutes but manage to get 500 calories burnt.
I go through my usual post training routine to close up the shed and get into the warmth of the house, where I can shed my kit and recover on the sofa watching a film and beginning to write the blog. This was interrupted by dinner and the start of a new Tom Hanks film. So I finish the blog and settle down to watch the film while my legs recover. Tomorrow is crunch day, I weigh in on the scales that today I put a new battery in and cleaned. I am hoping for another decrease on my weight so that Sunday can be an indulgence day, chocolate orange perhaps.
