Ice station zebra

Last night the temperature plummeted and when I dropped my daughter off at dancing in the morning the roads were glistening with ice. Although it was a sunny day I decided on the turbo trainer indoors rather than risk it on the roads. It turns out to be a wise choice as several of my club mates ended up kissing the tarmac by the time they reached the end of the road. So 75 minutes of turbo torture. Music blaring and the TV on, with the sound down, anything really to take my mind of the boredom. Being indoors the temperature quickly rose and the sweat started dripping off me. As I am coming back from a layoff and being unwell I paid close attention to my heart rate. I made sure that it was steady but at the same time increased the intensity slightly. I followed this with a short yoga session and it's going to take me some time to get my breathing in order. I need to be patient and ignore the other athletes who are at a different stage in their training cycle.