Needless to say, I was hesitant to go into the gym this week. I didn't want to trash my legs even further in advance of my 60k this weekend. But I haven't been to the gym since mid-June, thanks to our travels, a busier work schedule, and my desire to spend my free evenings with family. And my gym time is important to me -- it makes me feel strong, and I enjoy the social aspect of chatting and laughing with the folks there. So I texted Phil, the gym owner, and made plans to come in on Thursday.
When I got to the gym and explained my "dead legs" problem to Phil, he recommended that I do the light program he had laid out for me, and then cap it off with HICT (high-intensity circuit training). For that, he had me do two rounds of 6-8 minutes of biking -- with the bike's resistance set to 24, and one pedal push every 1-2 seconds (with 5 minutes' rest in between sets).
The gym time was super fun -- especially because my friends Travis and Martha happened to come in at the same time, and we got to chat and catch up. And my run the next morning, though admittedly only 3 miles, actually felt really good. The one downside is that the backs of my legs -- hamstrings and calves -- are a little sore from the workout. But I really believe the HICT took away that feeling of my legs being filled with lead. Hopefully they'll feel quasi-okay for the 60k . . . but who am I kidding? That race is going to be a sufferfest of epic proportions. Stay tuned for the race report . . . and wish me luck!