Have you ever had a workout where after your efforts you had to sit down to gain some composure? Where you went so hard you thought you would ralph up what you had for lunch over 4 hours ago? Where your core was so tight and you pushed so hard you thought you might lose your vision?
Welcome to track cycling. Or at least my version of track cycling.
I know my workout was good just from the sheer amount of hours I slept last night. I didn't wake up until 8:45 this morning - a solid 10 hours. Sounds like I'm doing something right.
And today? Some speedy sprints along Golden Gardens. Fabulous!