I leave for Tibco team camp today. It's a 10-hour drive from Tucson so I'm breaking it up into two parts. I gotta say, although I'm excited about this huge step into the beginning of my cycing career--I mean, it's meet the team!!! Get your kit! Practice your killer secret sleuth team dynamics!--I'm also sad to be leaving Tucson. I met a lot of awesome people here and had a bunch of highs and lows as well.
Well, as part of my bid farewell, I rode up Mt. Lemmon as far as I wanted to. I made it 3 miles and decided that was enough. I mean, heck, today was the first day I could ride in the hoods without pain in my side. It was fun to be riding again, but my heart rate in the 80 degree weather was about 180 while pushing about 200 watts. I could still talk but it made me realize a few things: 1) My body was stressed. It was like WTF, Jennifer! I was liking our walks at 85bpm!!! 2) I used to be in f-ing great shape before this. 200 watts was something I could sustain for hours and hours and I didn't respect that before. (I swear, baby--come back to me and I'll treat you so good!) and 3) It's going to be a painful 6 weeks. Oh boy howdy.
It's really quite amazing how your body becomes accustomed to entering the pain cave on a daily basis and then when you take it away from that environment during injury or illness, it quickly learns the new way of resting and resists with all its might when you start dragging it back.