Before I went to the Oscars, I was a bike racer. I took it so seriously. I remember this. From the year 2004 until last year, I never trained without the advice of a personal coach, and I worked with two of the best in the business.
Now I’m coaching myself. Here, I’ll share with you my schedule. It is fascinatingly scientific. It goes like this:
I alternate swimming days with biking days because I love swimming and I love riding my bike. When I feel good, I go hard. When I’m tired, I don’t go hard. Sometimes, I’ll go many days in a row, trying to become more fatigued. And when I reach a near breaking point, I slow back down. Sometimes, I go many days going slow. It all depends.
I do lots of fartleks or intervals or whatever you want to call them. Sometimes, I use a watch, and sometimes, I’ll pick a landmark up the road to try to race to. It is 100% dependent upon my mood in that given moment, save for a spin class on Tuesdays at my gym with Alan Atha. There, I just do what he says.
See? It’s very scientific.
I don’t write any of this down. I did, but kept losing the notebook.
You may be asking, what about that all important scheduled week of rest? This is so simple, but I am reluctant to share this information, because it might qualify as too much, but what the heck: when I’m about to get my period, and I cry over every silly little thing, and I want to sleep for twelve hours a day, then I back down during the week.
Can I say this is helping me as a bike racer? Aw, heck no. There is a high possibility that I am in for my slowest season ever, but my arms look incredible, and I cannot recall ever having this much fun riding my bike.
Why did it take me so long to figure this out?