There is a limit to the amount of time that I can devote to training for the BBMC and P2P (Pedals to Peak) so any schedule (ahem) has to fit around family, work and smallholding. And weather. So after a spin session this morning which was supposed to be a recovery session after yesterdays longer rides but actually turned out to be sprint and hill training where my heart managed a new peak rate at 191bpm I spent the afternoon focused on core strength, or shovelling pooh from one part of the runway to another.
All under the watchful eyes of the Mangalitzas who had seen the delivery that they really like, new beds
which were in the form of a DIY kit or mantest some 100yards away. As I don't have any such luxury as a tractor with a pallet lift or front loader yours truly then had to break up said monster bale and distribute amongst pigs, goats (pause to give them a pedicure) and poultry (pause to congratulate turkeys for laying 6 eggs and chastise hens and duck for not)
The I am a rectangle reference will be wasted on all those readers who lack an apprentice smallholder who likes to watch Mr Maker while redecorating the lounge with craft materials, but soon the bale was defeated and no longer dominated the yard with its bulk. That proved a useful warm up to the next session of power lifting using a dog as a weight.
Reuben weighs a shade over 50kgs dry and after a number of failed attempts we managed a few reps.
Its his birthday so he has a lot to smile about.
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