As I sit here, still reeling from a night of vomiting and diarrhea that rivaled the biggest and baddest of my many epic hangovers (something I ate. I’m not even drinking this season…what’s the point?!), I find myself secretly glad to have a good excuse to take a day off the bike. I have just enough energy to type, so I can be somewhat productive.
April was an odd month. In some ways it was a breakthrough for me, with my still-unbelievable Ventoux climb a few days ago, along with my new-found penchant for climbing, which I guess have their roots stuck in the same place. The climbing improvement is due to my training this year, no question, but owes most to this data:
- Last weigh-in: 64.5 kg (142 lbs)
- Body fat: 12.3% (down from 16% in Feb)
I think I might be nearing my target weight now, but I’ll keep an eye on things and if I start getting blown around too much in the Mistral I’ll add some back on. And now for the ‘odd’ part. These numbers are pretty low compared to March.
- Kilometers ridden: 1164
- Hours in the saddle: 43
- Training sessions: 23
I’ll try and pick up those stats in May, but work is getting in the way a bit now that the season is upon us. However, once the weather starts cooperating in a consistent manner, I know the miles will start to climb.
And now I’ll go back to my suffering.