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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

Thursday, 19 March 2009

Sometimes you just have to rest


And today was one of those days. On the programme today was the hard 6 x 6 mins at 105% of FTP session on the turbo. But it had been a hard ride yesterday, my legs were tired and when I finished work my body was telling me it needed to rest. You know the feeling; I'll just sit down for half an hour; I'll just shut my eyes for 10 minutes...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Anyway, 3 hours later when I woke up I figured that my body had needed it so binned the planned session and did a swift 30 minutes of active recovery. Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow (which is a programmed rest day) and should therefore be raring to go on Saturday morning.

Rest well folks, because rest is training as well.
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