i have had so much trouble trying to put the stupid orange training tire on my bike and then trying to figure out how to put my bike on the trainer that i bought from maija a while ago. yesterday it took me 20 minutes to put the tire on, then 10 minutes to try to put the bike on. !$#!#%! wasted time at 4 to 5 in the morning makes me cranky b/c i keep thinking "i could be sleeping!" so i went to the treadmill and got in 4 miles of interval running but at a higher speed than tuesday then rushed to the pool. the pool was pretty empty again so i shared a lane w/ only one person w/ whom it took forever for me to discover that he was not the same man as yesterday. this guy, robert, used to be in lane 1 and then injured his shoulder so he is stuck in lane 5, but he wanted to keep up with lane 4 so i was pretty tired. i realized that i have been absolutely stiff and unrelaxed and over-kicking since coming back from england b/c i'm anxious to speed up.. so then i relaxed and kicked less and tried a lot less harder and was actually faster. amazing!
when i got home from work, i was determined to put the bike on the trainer and after whining to SB and G about it online, finally figured out how to fit in on (this is after turning the trainer around backwards and forwards a few times b/c i couldn't figure out which way was the front). whoopee!
original plan this morning was to use the trainer for an hour, focusing on high cadence and gradually shifting to higher gears, then run for 30 to 40 mins. about 25 minutes into it, i got so into watching the democratic national convention on t.v. that i stood up on my bike and whoops! fell over ever so slowly onto the carpet. i even had time to clip out on both sides while falling over. when i tried to put the bike back on the trainer, the bike was tilted sideways so i figured that would not be good for form, lasted 5 more minutes and decided just to run for about 1:10.
i bumped into old dude #3, we pounded fists and kept going (thank goodness we were going in opposite directions and away from a hill). then i was passing this other guy and gave him a "hello" nod but he was kind of rude and yelled, "how come the only runners i see here are asian!"
i was surprised.. b/c: 1) the idiot is running in fort lee, where there is a major korean population, 2) i personally don't know very many asians who are athletes, 3) i guess when i am doing something like sbr, i am not really cognizant of my ethnicity (or that of other people) 4) how weird would it be if i had said something like that to him?
of course i could not think of a smart comeback until about 5 minutes after he left. good thing i am such a fast thinker on my feet.
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You should have said, "That's funny, all the runner's I see here are slow racist jerks" Okay maybe not. Especially if it is dark out.
What was your comeback?
Soryy you fell off the trainer. I fell off once but I was next to a dresser so luckily I didn't fall all the way. Only a bruised ego.
my brilliant comeback at the time.. "oh really?"
Sorry you fell off the trainer...i did that once and broke my hand! I hate the trainer now!
you don't know many athletes who are asian? I mean...there's ME, your little brother, Yao Ming, Tiger Woods (i mean you don't know the last two personally...but they ARE asian)
Maybe your comeback should have been "You've been watching too much of the olympics"
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