Tag: Stationary trainer

‘Run awaaaaayyyyyy. …’

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 6 Comments
This morning …

Well, so much for the Great January Blizzard.

I make it maybe two, three inches, tops. Didn’t have to drive in it, so, winning. Did have to shovel it, so Herself could drive in it.

You win some, you lose some.

… and this afternoon.

By the time I got around to shoveling, a lot of what we got proved broomable. Which is excellent, as our steepish, north-facing driveway is an ER visit just waiting to happen.

I work the thing starting from the top, because the top stays in the shade this time of year. Then, as I reach the steepest pitch, I pivot to the stone steps, walk down to the cul-de-sac, and start working my way back up. Any missteps while leaning uphill should involve less velocity and impact. Or so it is to be hoped, anyway.

The cycling is right out. I have been a cyclocrosser, but not since 2004 or thereabouts. There’s a car wash down the way, but I don’t have any quarters, and the last time Herself caught me cleaning a bike in the shower it was damn near all she wrote for the marriage.

So I’ll probably go for a short run in my mud shoes. I ran yesterday between rainstorms, and it looks like I’ll be running again tomorrow. That’s three straight days of running, for you folks keeping score at home, or two more than I can honestly claim to enjoy.

But it beats riding the stationary trainer. I believe getting pepper-sprayed by the ICEholes would beat riding the stationary trainer.

Don’t tell the ICEholes.

‘Shoot’ is ‘shit’ with two o’s

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 12 Comments

poop
The writing’s on the wall … er, deck.

Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. A guy can’t expect to go rolling around Colorado in shorts and short sleeves all the doo-dah day. Not in November, anyway.

Looks like it’s either poop or a chance of poop for the foreseeable future, with plenty of wind to keep things interesting. The ol’ crystal ball shows a trainer ride in my future, along with the spirited use of various synonyms for “poop.”

What is the sound of one wheel spinning?

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 18 Comments

The sound of one wheel spinning
The Cateye tries to hypnotize me. Didn't work.

Zen, Zen, Zen, Zen. I heard that for an hour yesterday as I rode the Cateye trainer in my office.

Or I would have, if I hadn’t had the iPod cranked up to 11. Led Zep’, Elvis Costello, Allman Brothers, Eric Clapton and the great Les McCann-Eddie Harris tune, “Compared To What,” recorded live at the 1969 Montreaux Jazz Festival.

That sucker sure makes the wheels go round faster, despite the dualism of the trainer, aboard which which one seems to be both asleep and working at 114 beats per minute.