But then I went to my StrikLee training session tonight and kind of died.
My coach upgraded me to a CompuTrainer once again (the first time he upgraded me was last week), so there was no escaping the numbers. And a good portion of tonight's workout involved either staying in Zone 5 or doing a series of standing sprints (which I absolutely hate more than anything -- I don't know what it is about standing, but it just burns up my legs in horrible ways I have never experienced before). I wanted to cry and puke. I almost did both. And I made a lot of very unladylike grunting noises.
But I did it. And my power output this week was much better than last week. (God, I never thought I'd be the person to care about this crap. But then again, I never thought I'd ride a bike like this. Or do a triathlon. Or want to see giant things in the ocean that could potentially eat me.)
I just really hope all of this
suffering work makes me a better cyclist in the long run. And I also really hope I'll be able to walk tomorrow.