I'VE GOT YER FECKIN' CROSS-TRAINING RIGHT HERE!
Cross-training: words that strikes fear and boredom into my heart. My cycling library is contaminated with training books I’ve collected over the years. Each one is purchased knowing, yes, this is the one. Each one has a chapter on off-the-bike training. I recently bought Tom Danielson’s cross-training book, read some of it, have not done any of it. I’ve looked on Craig’s List for weights to set up a squatting station, none have met my strict requirements for some reason. I don’t run, period. I mostly hate walking and hiking. That’s why I ride a bike, FFS. Zumba, line-dancing, tai-chi…shoot me in the face, I’d rather develop a proper drug habit.
When I lived in a university town, despite their half-assed football program, they had a big stadium. Running those stadium steps was as close to enjoying cross-training as I will ever get. A full on boogie up to the top of the stadium, lope back down to the bottom, repeat until nauseous, repeat more. The top third of the steps were steeper, just to make it fun. It mimicked the mindless suffering and exhaustion us cyclists savor. It was intense enough that each session was over in under an hour. One would leave the stadium totally blown out and relaxed, again, like one would feel after a proper ride.
I used to go in the gym during the cold, unridable winter and do some horrid step treadmill and lift weights. Oh right, that was called youth and an over abundance of hormones. Now, that is just not going to happen. Shouldn’t living in Hawaii mean you never have to enter a gym again? Yes it does. I like to think my ineptitude in water-sports and the resultant near-drownings should provide some cross-training: elevated heart rate, thrashing of arms, seeing the all-embracing light at the end of the tunnel.
I could actually join CrossFit™. No, that would be unwise. Running seems to be an integral part of the regime, tattoos might be required and all that tractor tire wrestling would either ruin my back or bulk me up.
Aren’t we slighty proud of our chicken-chested scrawny upper bodies? Too much CrossFit could ruin a lifetime of chicken-chest development. And if we get good at running and swimming we might get crazy ideas.
Obviously, these are the complaints of a lazy cyclist who likes to ride his bike, end of discussion. There are no Rules to be quoted for off season cross-training except Rule #5. It is a universal Rule. There is no off season for Rule #5, but now it’s March, Milano-Sanremo looms. The off-season is off. I can safely put away my Tommy D book for another year.
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@ChrisO
.......and that's without his comment about drilling through it!
@Teocalli
Master's level is only an age based classification (>35). When the pros have been studied, the results are horrifying.
@Teocalli
Damn IPhone. Anyway, I'm not saying don't cycle (Merckx preserve me), I'm saying there's a real risk of bone loss with competitive cycling. But it can be offset by plyometrics (or any real jumping; no one has determined just how much though). Regardless, as a group we live longer than the sedentary masses and do so looking WAY better in the process.
@Ccos
So we should ride gravel more to get the vibro impact equivalent of jumping? Cool. Need to put that to the VMW for n+1...............
Also with that classification of Masters I'm well past it and should be like a piece of broken pottery.................
Well, it appears that Mr. Ho is alive and well and still a bit of a twatwaffle. I seem to recall him starting a similar fire around here a year or two ago with a sanctimonious post of his bike lit up like a Christmas tree... with fenders... it was fucking terrible (but I could be wrong... about the poster of the photo, not its hideousness).
@frank a quick deduction on the issue of flames directed to Mr. Ho ending up going to @Ken it seems that having a _space_ in a handle breaks the auto-link.
@Sparty save that shit for Tinder/Grinder.
@Teocalli
Oh god yes I'd forgotten that - the surgeon who drilled my femur commented the next day about how hard my bone was.
Sample of one I know but I don't think we're talking major risk factors here, even if cyclists as a group have lower density than those who do impact sports. And probably outweighed by other factors - longevity of activity as well life span.
"...tiiiiny bubbles..."
I'm one of the one's who makes promises of cross training every off season and it never happens. My wife is all too happy to remind me of that. She did, however (let it be known that I'm only sharing this in a good-natured, self-effacing way), convince me to try spinning...it was terrible. It's not a bike, it's a bike-shaped torture device. I hated every minute of it. It does provide a substantial workout (as has been reluctantly noted before), but probably with minimal bone-density improvement. Merckx forgive me, I'm trying it again on Saturday...
@the Engine
Funny lad. The fresh air obviously does her good.
@RVester
Beautiful, yes, we do share a lot with rowers. It's mostly legs and cardio/VO2 for both. I was actually on my bike when a car pulled up and invited me to join a rowing club, just because I was a dedicated cyclist.
And I do appreciate other sports with long glorious histories and their thinly veiled contempt for all other sports.