A long time ago there was a time I played football and rugby. Figuring I was running around at the same weight I am now but in Highschool, I was destened to be some sort of pro player. Not so much, didn't have the kind of aggression you needed to go pro. So I just went on about my life.
What I did do during that time was really cause myself some knee damage. I'm pretty sure I need surgery to correct some of the things that are wrong with my knee... or do I?
For a while I was really worried about my knees. In around my 280 mark or so. I had lost around 32lbs since starting up this run at 312, and they felt weaker then ever. Even after a summer of biking. Legs were strong as all get out sure. But I didn't trust my knees, they ground, they cracked, they generally moaned and complained.
Fast forward to the cusp of 260. After a weekend of playing goalie and squatting all day *kneebraces included* I noticed this past few days that theres no more creaking in my knees, and my legs for the first time in a few years feel really put together. It feels good to bounce around like I'm light again. Feels like I used to feel back in Karate, where despite my size I was quick on my feet and had great balance. Of which has seemed to come back to me along with my rebuilt knees.
Anyway. I'm closing in on my 10lb count down, right now I'm fluctuating between 262 and 265 fully hydrated up. I imagine if I biked like a fiend on a 262 morning I'd pop back into the 250s but that's not how I want to do it... cause its fake :P
This week sees the return of the gym. I've slacked the last week or so on account of my schedule being all farked up. Introduction to lifting days is here now too. So 2 nights of spin, one weight night, and in prep for P2A, weekend 2.5 hour in saddle rides on randomized hills at a 150BPM. Till mid april. Then spin classes get shoved out the door, and I ride on pavement and dirt. God I miss dirt.
Still waiting on the Singlespeed, but it will be glorious when she arrives.
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