I’m not even gonna tease you here, the hardest part of training is putting on your workout clothes.
Okay, maybe it’s not quite that simple, but last night I was planning to ride the bike trainer and the urge to resist stepping over the workout-threshold was unbelievable. I mean, I had to fill my damn water bottles, put on bike shorts, slide into velcro shoes. What a pain in the ass!
I am not even kidding when I got pissed at myself for going downstairs to my bike, grabbing my shorts, then forgetting to bring my empty water bottles upstairs. Here I am, training for triathlon and furious that I have to go back down a flight of stairs. How can we explain this?
I was talking with a really good friend about it the other day and we agreed that preparation, even with the simplest things takes a major load off of training. For whatever reason it is just so much easier when your clothes are out or your bike is on/in the car the night before. The way I see it, every little thing I have to look for is more opportunity to make an excuse.
But, I’m happy to report, I took the trip back downstairs to get my bottles and eventually completed a legit trainer ride. I was planning to make it a brick, but I’ll be damned if I couldn’t find my running shoes.
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A lot of you have been asking about my new non-traditional training plan. It’s hard to explain in one post, but this example of me arm wrestling a strange man at the Big 10 Basketball Tournament provides a small clue. 