Me and Big Clyde did some horse trading tonight. I am making a graphic banner for a fitness challenge we are co-hosting (which by the way as of 10:36 I am still making revisions to per BC - "can you move the text a half pixel to the right?" - that kind of stuff) and he is guest blogging for me.
If you don't follow Big Clyde, you should. His guest post is great and encapsulates the kind of articles you'll see over at his blog The Clydesdale Project every day. So without further ado, let's check out this man, the main man, the mack daddy of the blogging faithful - Big Clyde...
Hey everyone, this is Big Clyde and I am honored to write a guest post on The Road. Patrick and I are working on an upcoming challenge (okay honestly, he's doing most of the work), but while he is doing that and travelling and logging in 100 miles this past weekend...I get to write a guest-post for The Road.
|Do your rides start out feeling like this?|
I am training for an upcoming ride in November, El Tour de Tucson. It will be only 40 miles, but I am riding it with my 11-year-old son, Samson. He had never ridden more than 12 miles in one day, (until yesterday) so this will be a big event for the two of us.
We started out on a 13 mile route on Sunday morning. We had only been riding for, no kidding, about 5 minutes when I could see that he was feeling sluggish and likely dreading a "long" ride. I was feeling it too. But as the dad, I was now in coach-mode and had to build him up and encourage.
I told him that I just never listen to my body's complaints for the first 15 minutes. I am still a big guy, but it might be the same for any athlete. When I first start any running or cycling workout, I understand now that my body has to warm up and won't feel great until I get some time or distance behind me. I just have to ignore whatever I am feeling and not let it get into my head...just need to keep moving, especially during those first cold 15 minutes.
Samson did well on our ride. We finished the 13 miles and as we were putting the bikes back in the garage he said, "So, Patrick challenged you to get in 50 miles this weekend, right?"
I nodded. "Yes, after my earlier workouts and this one, I have 12 miles left that I'll do tonight."
Samson said "Okay, I'm in. I'll do it with you." I was shocked, but so proud.
We rode again later in the day, took a different route and did not feel the same sluggish start-up. He rode a total of 25 miles yesterday and we finally gave up when it was pretty dark outside. Samson was surprised how great he felt and said that he could have kept going.
Next week, we will ride 25 miles in one trip, a milestone distance for him. And we will ignore how we feel when we first start rolling.
I rode a total of 50 miles last weekend. When Patrick challenged me to do it, I thought it was a big number, which I had never tried before. Now, I see that it was pretty easy. How often have I let me head slow me down, when my body is capable of pushing onward?
|But end like This?|
Keep moving everyone!