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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Monday, 26 January 2009

Actually, it was better than I expected ...

In my lost post I was a bit despondent because I did not think my week's training had been that great. However, I managed a good session after posting that comment and the net result was that I managed a tad under 10 hours of training, so it wasn't at all bad really. Since starting my training diary on 3 Nov I have averaged a little over 9 hours per week, including my week of R&R that recorded a BIG FAT ZERO of training hours. Not massive compared to many, but that represents a 20% increase on my 2008 average and I didn't do too bad on that. The aim now is to maintain that with quality rather than quantity, and there is definitely a need to get out on the road and get some long distance rides in when I get down to Gosport.

Overall, I haven't managed as much training here as I had hoped, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. And therein lies my main problem - the cookies were far too nice and I am far too weak!
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