Warning: I’m about to state the obvious.

It’s a little drizzly out today, but I need to lose some weight before gaining it all back in Rome this Christmas, so I got on the trainer for an hour. A comment Coach Rob made to me in a recent email made me think that doing some intervals would be a good idea.

As soon as I started them, I realized a few things:

1. Intervals hurt.
2. It had been a good 6 or 7 months since I’d done any real structured sessions like this.
3. Intervals hurt.
4. The simple acts of watching the clock, working within my heart rate/power zones, and following the plan, do amazing things for the mind. It’s not a time to get great ideas, like on the open road with the wind in your helmet, but the added discipline gave me some instant motivation.
5. Intervals hurt.

I still don’t have an objective for next season, but maybe a few more trainer sessions will lift me out of my dilly-dallying ways and make me find something worthy.