i woke up to a chilly morning. it was 40 degrees out. thankfully, there wasn't much force behind the wind blowing out of the northeast.
i felt sluggish as i rolled out of the driveway and pedaled up pine street to the highway. i was planning to do some intervals starting after a short warm up. at one mile, i decided to wait until i had a second warm up mile. i just wasn't ready.
at the two-mile mark, i leapt out of my saddle and hammered the pedals for about a minute. exhausted, heart pounding from the exertion, i backed off and spun my way to the three-mile mark and repeated the sprint. i did it again at the four-mile mark and then spun it out past the next two intersections. when i hit the seven-mile mark, i kicked it up a notch again, sprinting at that intersection and at miles eight, nine and ten. i took another break, resting through the eleven- and twelve-mile marks, then pounded out another set of three intervals at miles thirteen, fourteen and fifteen.
with the last sprint done, i cruised on in to town and back out for an extra couple of miles giving me a five-mile cool down. felt pretty good when i got back. happy with my workout, ready for the day. (20.47 miles @ 14.8mph)