- you spend two hours on the windtrainer doing intervals that hurt (what sane person would otherwise do that?),
- you check your rest heart rate first thing in the morning - religiously,
- you ice your legs after a ride and live in your compression tights again,
- your hamstrings niggle and you still ride for three hours because your training program says so,
- you think in four week blocks and
- you start looking forward to every forth week.

It’s rest week this week!

With not much ‘on the bike’ training, especially no two hour sessions on the windtrainer or rollers, I managed to get a gym session in. Two weeks ago, after the Club Criterium Championship, I spoke with Donna about gym work and when she offered me to come over and train in her gym in the basement of her house with her once a week, I didn’t need to be asked twice. So last night, after work, I jumped on my bike and rode over to her place, trained with her for an hour and rode back home. It was dark and cold on my way home and I was riding through residential neighbourhoods that had different dinner smells coming from every house. I was starving so when I rolled up in front of our house, there was also the smell of garlic and vegetables coming from the kitchen and I was very grateful that Alberto had dinner ready.