Friday's sprint went without incident, so I figured I'd try the other end of the spectrum: constant heart rate. I haven't been able to accomplish that while running, so I figured I'd try it on a bicycle.
Unfortunately, I picked my daughter's 34-inch bicycle, instead of my wife's 36-inch. Even with the seat adjusted all the way to the top, my legs were never fully extended. My thighs are sore.
My seat is sore, too, of course. I hope that both problems resolve themselves after a few more rides.
I needed the gears to keep my heart rate down on the small inclines, and to keep it up on the small declines. But I stayed pretty close to 130 the whole time: I only needed four or five reminder beeps.
I went 4.95 miles; it's only 6.25 miles to work. Maybe I can get my wife to drop me off with a bike, so I can start riding home one day a week!




