A Non-Starter.
I wasn' t on the trainer. I was on the recliner, curled up with the toddler under a soft fleece blanket on a dark, damp day, watching Piglet's Big Movie for the 500th time. The boy is way into Pooh at the moment. I alternate between Tigger and Eeore , depending on how much sleep he's allowed me to get . Somehow I don't think the training impact will be the same. Sometimes events conspire and you have to take a hit for the team. It's hard to delay or skip a session in my dark, cold drainer dungeon instead of being cozy and taking the odd nap, but eventually my wife arrived home and I was free to head to the garage . Ninety minutes or so later, and I was properly beat up. The longer stead y state intervals always wipe me out, and I spiced things up with the occasional 30 second sprint just to keep my butt from falling asleep . Sitting on the trainer for that long always highlights exactly where my sit-bones are, and the fat cells around them st art comp ...