Cyclists come up with all sorts of ways to suffer through training, especially indoors. This year in rain-soaked Seattle, I’ve set an all-time personal record for riding inside, and have timed my workouts to repeats of Law and Order. Starting at the doink doink, I’ll get the Cosmos going, usually have a rest cycle during the commercials, and ride on through until the heinous crime is solved.
Nick at 53×11 composes music for his rides, some cyclists watch entire stages of Le Tour, the best of police chases, or a movie. My wife Pam finds the most gossipy skinny-model trash TV programs and noted that if MTV actually played music videos. she’d watch those.
How do you get through the trainer grind?