I'm on a low carb high fat diet, and last night I completely stuffed my face with all the cheese in the house, a huge carvery dinner and an unknown but very large quantity of 70% chocolate, to the point where my head and stomach hurt. You know that feeling where you know you've had too much so you have another handful, because then you'll still have had too much and "too much" doesn't sound any worse than "too much" so it must be fine.
Anyway, I got to sleep ok and woke up at 5am feeling full of beans and wanting to bounce up and down on my toes (probably still off my face on caffeine, sugars and other chocolate stimulants) and I have tomorrow off from cycling, so I thought I'd give it some welly on the morning commute and see how fast I can go on the new Selle SMP that allows me some comfort on the drops.
Dafuq did that happen ? A KOM on the commute, that isn't me. I was fairly lucky with the lights, but no tailwind. It felt like I'd borrowed the legs and metabolism of a much stronger cyclist.
I must eat all of the chocolate again. Or possibly I must misplace my HRM again, so that the high reading doesn't scare me into easing up.
I'm on a low carb high fat diet, and last night I completely stuffed my face with all the cheese in the house, a huge carvery dinner and an unknown but very large quantity of 70% chocolate, to the point where my head and stomach hurt. You know that feeling where you know you've had too much so you have another handful, because then you'll still have had too much and "too much" doesn't sound any worse than "too much" so it must be fine.
Anyway, I got to sleep ok and woke up at 5am feeling full of beans and wanting to bounce up and down on my toes (probably still off my face on caffeine, sugars and other chocolate stimulants) and I have tomorrow off from cycling, so I thought I'd give it some welly on the morning commute and see how fast I can go on the new Selle SMP that allows me some comfort on the drops.
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Dafuq did that happen ? A KOM on the commute, that isn't me. I was fairly lucky with the lights, but no tailwind. It felt like I'd borrowed the legs and metabolism of a much stronger cyclist.
I must eat all of the chocolate again. Or possibly I must misplace my HRM again, so that the high reading doesn't scare me into easing up.