Having been given the order to not sit down on a cold saddle by the doctor, I have stopped doing just that. Standing up while biking to and from work on my crappy HT is fine, I hardly think about sitting down any more. Not sitting down while biking forest trails on my FS is a completely different story. I get totally exhausted after 5 minutes. But then, the fact that I’m getting exhausted must also mean that I will get extremely much stronger by forcing my self to continue, right? Beef cake!
I did my premier stand-up biking during lunch on Wednesday. I managed to keep my spirit for 30 minutes and then when back to work and fell a sleep during the department seminar (to my defence, the presenters voice was very monotonic and the room was very dark). Today, I thought it was time to toughen up and start the beefing, so I tagged along the happy mtb crew on a tour over Hässingeberget. That meant going from 30 minutes with stops every 5 minutes to 2 hours with stops every 30 minute.
I wanted to kill myself after biking TO the trail (about 6 km). After climbing the first steep hill, which is admittedly very steep and long (named after the local cross-country celebrity Artur Häggblad who is most famous for saying that doing nordic skiing is worse than death), I was definitely looking for a suitable tree to hang myself from. But, I am very proud of my self. I endured, and continued, and I will now have a very hard time getting into my skinny jeans. I am convinced that I will soon have thighs that can compete with Martins. Yay!
I didn’t take many photos, as I was just barely keepig myself from womiting most of the time. But it was actually a briliant day in the winter sun: Frozen trails, not so much ice, and of course, as always very good (and fast) company. Thanks all!