It’s my turn to whine
I’ve been pretty stringent in my training schedule for the ride. 3 times a week, Tuesday, Thursday, and either Saturday or Sunday. Each ride I’ve been trying to increase my distance. My last ride, last Saturday, 27 miles. Today, Thursday, a pathetic 8.4 miles (although we did get it done in 35 minutes). But I was dying along the way. When I started out, my blood sugar was a very unhealthy 337 and I was dehydrated, and my nose was running. Not the greatest combination. But I really didn’t want to not bike, I didn’t bike on Tuesday because personally, Tuesday was a bad day, and it was extra windy. More windy than it was this afternoon.
So, I let Robbie set the pace, that boy has got far longer legs than I and for every one pedal he does I have to do two. But because I set the pace last week when he rode with me and made him keep up with me, I was determined to keep up with him. It didn’t work out so well for me. I couldn’t breathe, and my nostrils started burning. A bad bad bad burn. It hurt something fierce.
So, I’m pedaling as hard as I can, he’s lengths in front of me, my breathing is labored, my nose was burning, and I was thirsty. When we got to our first milestone, I said we had to turn around and go back because I wasn’t going to survive. That was at 4.2 miles. Generally, on the way back I pick up the pace, the adrenaline is rushing, and I’m almost to the finish line, it’s exciting, thrilling. Not so much this time, we lost time this time, Robbie let me set the pace and we lost 5 minutes on the way back instead of picking it up. Which I’m sure was horrible for him, because by him going slow and riding by me, he got to listen to me whine (last week it was the opposite). Gotta love having a cycling partner.
So, what’d I learn?
The blood sugar has to in the 100’s. I just can’t handling exercising on a high blood sugar, I’m exhausted to start with and prematurely dehydrated. Not a good combination, that and I couldn’t eat my Clif bar which I usually eat, not only to maintain the blood sugars, but for an energy boost. Lastly, I’ve got to be able to breathe normally through my nose, I can’t ride with a stuffed up nose, I have to suck more air through my mouth and it’s uncomfortable. Cotton mouth, not so great.
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