As I said yesterday, this is supposed be a recovery week at the club. If you ask my legs, they'd say, "hardly." In all fairness, that's due to my brain -- I did three classes hard in four days. No one else was telling me to ride as hard as I rode. Instructors' instructions were instructions -- not orders -- and I was free to modify or disregard them. I chose not to. Actually, I modified a few times -- in the wrong direction.
OK, it was all my fault, but, as I walked up the stairs to the house, legs weren't working so well. No ice skating tonight, thank you. Feel much better after an Epsom Salt bath. Will try a four-hour ride this weekend.
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