Typically heavy cycling is every other day. That was yesterday. But for reasons of warmth perched here below Mount Whitney in Cloudy cold snowy weather occasionally a brief climb is undertaken, in order to heat up.
The post yesterday was incorrect. That the miraculous performance of yesterday was probably unachievable at very low Cadence. Not so. Much more difficult to discover? Quite probably. Much easier to lose at at low cadence? Quite probably.
The imagery that made it achievable today and yesterday was the notion of rolling a barrel, a cylinder, but a barrel I think, keeping constant pressure on the forward edge of the barrel, at all times, continuous, uninterrupted, seemingly impossible, with the forward part of the knees, the upper shin, and even the mid shin.
This old friend was seen on multiple occasions in recent years.
Why was it lost? It was.
Why might it be retained this time? I think it was lost because it seems impossible. At least it did seem impossible. Maybe James has learned enough in the arduous last 6 months that it no longer seems like a ridiculous miracle. What that mental image and physical sensation does is everything from relax the feet and ankles and calves, to continuously time and harness and Empower and engage the all-important concept of the recent week, the thigh as forward lever.
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