I've finally decided that I need to do some of the T-word. Training. This is largely inspired by Charlotte & Erica's Race Against Time, because back in January Erica (and I hope she won't mind me saying this) was slower than me on a couple of 100k rides we did together and less than chuffed about hills. By March she was kicking my arse round Essex and now she's riding 150miles a day at 20mph in a race pack.
Having lost the "it's not physically possible" excuse, I'm thinking I'd quite like to be that fit and fast.
This has also coincided with my friend J. dragging me off to cardio kickboxing where she proceeded to be far, far better than me. I wouldn't mind, but she's a 40-a-day smoker, can happily drink two bottles of wine a night, and this is her first effort at exercise in Some Time. I might be able to ride 600km round Wales, but I can't run twenty times round a room without looking, in J.'s kind words "as if you're going to die."
Then there's the prospect of the Mersey Roads, followed by America, on the tandem. Charlotte is fitter than I am anyway, and I suspect will return from John O'Groats even fitter. She might not be able to leave me behind on a tandem, but I don't want her to be wishing she could! If the division of labour is going to be anything like equitable, I need to smarten up.*
My main problem is motivation, which is the main reason why I'm posting this here. If enough people know I'm trying to train, I should hopefully be able to shame myself into getting out the door.
The second is advice. I've reached a happy plateau where I can ride at my own pace for a long time, but I find it really difficult to push myself out of my comfort zone for anything like long enough to constitute training. This is probably because I iz not an atherlete of any description so I've never tried.
My current plan, apart from my commute (8 miles each way but destroyed by traffic lights every ten seconds), is to join the local sports centre and aim for two sessions of spinning, one swim, and one yoga session (cos I've always fancied yoga and I want to be bendier) every week. Weekends through July are spoken for with a 400k, the Dun Run, then the Mersey Roads.
Does that sound like a sensible plan, and is there anything I should be doing to ensure that it actually makes me fitter and faster apart from attending and giving it a bit of voom? All tips etc. welcome.
*I did suggest that I could just glue her to the sofa and feed her pizza, cake and beer-free beer until she is reduced to my levels of fitness, but she didn't like the idea.