Day 10 - A day for the record books

Finishing weights:

The Bike: 19Kgs
The Boy: 78Kgs

So, despite eating like a Mongolian yak for the trip, it appears calorie intake didn't match calorie outgoings. I have shed around 4.5Kgs. My suspicion of this weight loss occurred on the second to last day. I felt my jeans were lose. I attempted to tighten my belt. I found it was already on the smallest hole. While yes I lost a weight around the belly region (not that I had a muffin top issue or anything in the first place), unfortunately I think I also lost some upper body muscle definition so I'll need to work to beefcake myself up again.

Upon arrival home on day 9, the Garmin read 963.5Km's. I lousy 'effin 36.5km's from the 1000km's. So day 10 was a few laps around The Bay (with pannier weight on) and then a ride up to and back from the gym (see comment below...)

And here it is.. 

- 1,001Km's in 10 days...
- 46hrs 45mins in the saddle
- 31,668 calories burnt (or 133,005 Kilojoules - which sounds so much more awesome)

Day 10 was an interesting day. Exercise is as much mind as body. Honestly, for those 9 days, parts of my body, like my quads were screaming. But mentally I knew I had to keep going. Only by pedaling was I going to reach Sydney.  So I think it was a case of:

 


Body: "Please stop, I'm damaged and can't go on.
Brain: "Shut the fuck up and ride"



This body/brain banter continued for 9 days. On the 9th day I reached my destination, cracked open a beer and crashed on the couch. I think at this time by brain gave into the body:

Body: "Please stop, I'm damaged and can't go on.
Brain: "Fine. Pussy."

Day 10 was an out and back loop ride in Sydney. I didn't have to ride. I was done. This was just the icing on the cake. And by this time, my body had well and truly won the brain over. These 36km's felt terrible. At the gym I couldn't lift shit. This feeling actually carried on for a few days, which I can only assume was a form of fatigue. I hear that on the designated rest days of the Tour de France, the riders still go out and smash 100km's as a rest day can spell disaster for the remainder of the tour. I really do get it.

This feeling of fatigue lingered around for a few days. I was also somewhat discombobulated. I couldn't get enough food into me. I didn't want to go anywhere or do very much.  It was about 5 or 6 days before I felt back up to normal operating mode.


Justin (all 78kg's of me).