Finally got back to rpm today, only to discover my head coach has gone awol. AWOL. Would Graeme Henry leave his men on the field, even though they know what they are doing, and have to do? No!
This disappearance of my head coach meant the appearance of the MSD man. I haven't seen him for awhile. He is nice man, and becasue I am a nice woman, I like his classes. I needed a bit more than nice and like today. I needed aggression, which is not to say I'm feeling agressvie or angry, because I am not. Not at all! I just needed a rpm session where I could attempt to smash it. A bit of tempo in the overall mood.
Billy Idol is as rough as the nice MSD man gets.
Two days until my first race of the season. Mail is appearing in my mailbox and inbox related to the races I have entered. This is really happening!
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