a) I can refer to my super secret training as super secret training. This also has the benefits of intriguing people (you lot) and making it seem like my training regime is very complicated and cool. b) In an attempt to inspire fear and become fast, I am actually no longer just putting in the base miles.
Oh, and I really don't care. This is my blog and I'll write what I please. On another note, I ate copious pannakoken this morning. Mostly with fruit, but also one with nutella. Hence the good mood I figure. I am also attempting to return to my stretching regiment I left behind with the sun in South Carolina, my have really not felt as good since I started coming up with excuses for why I would "skip today's stretching". With stories abound of people starting their racing season, I am really beginning to crave that start of the season. More importantly the end of school.
Perhaps the best way to end this post is quite simply with some pics. Some pics of me hacking up roller racing.
Welcome to fight club. First rule of fight club, smile like an idiot and wear brightly coloured lycra... at all times. Rule 2: always try to trackstand on rollers. You look cool, unless you fall. (note: I did not)
Yup, still smiling like a fool. At least I'm having fun.