Nah, my heart rate should have been at around 100bpm at that point, not 10bpm below max and climbing - my legs didn't have any trouble, I was on a light, low gear and taking it easy. Cheers, though - I've just done enough of these to know when something is fucked, and something was definitely fucked. That's a special level of fucked-ness, though, and I've never seen it as bad as this.
I don't feel up to riding outdoors at all because I can't hack the activity exertion on top of dealing with traffic, basically. So. Fuck knows what the answer is. Back to the doctor for a moan again, I suppose.
Nah, my heart rate should have been at around 100bpm at that point, not 10bpm below max and climbing - my legs didn't have any trouble, I was on a light, low gear and taking it easy. Cheers, though - I've just done enough of these to know when something is fucked, and something was definitely fucked. That's a special level of fucked-ness, though, and I've never seen it as bad as this.
I don't feel up to riding outdoors at all because I can't hack the activity exertion on top of dealing with traffic, basically. So. Fuck knows what the answer is. Back to the doctor for a moan again, I suppose.