Let the pain begin

I can't believe that the endless slow miles are over. Now the real pain begins. This is what you dream about - when you see Rocky and it's all high impact, sweat-soaked intense workouts with a big grin, all set to music. That's what you think training is. And that's what it's going to be for me right now. But no music and lots of teeth-gritting.

I started with a ten mile time trial on the turbo trainer which was really painful but enjoyable in a strange sadistic kind of a way. I really knew I'd done it the next day. I need to be clever about nutrition going in to this next phase. But we have that covered too.

The next phase is about building muscular endurance. My legs are so far behind my cardiovascular endurance now it's not funny. They need whipping into shape.

And I'm working hard at getting paid work. One more week of paid work then a I have a meeting with my PhD supervisor and it's nose to the academic grindstone once again. All very structured.

At the moment I am liking life a lot.

Fact

PS The knee is ok. Bit tender at times but last night was the first time it didn't wake me up when I stretched out my legs mid-snooze so that has to be a good sign. I'm off for a recovery spin while there's still daylight in the sky.