Friday I did a power test on the trainer so that I could establish some numbers to go by for the interval workouts that Iâm doing. Â Talking with my dad on the phone, he reminded me of when I first did such a test. I had totally forgotten about this event, so Iâm glad he could remind me of it. The best we could figure it was in â97 and I was fourteen years old. The $20 garage sale purchased Sekai 10 speed (as in 2×5) was tightly bolted to the wind trainer in the basement. I had cycle computer with a front wheel pickup mounted to the middle of the top tube so the cord would reach the back wheel. Iâm pretty sure that I tried to follow the conconi protocol out of Joe Friel book, but I canât tell you any of the numerical results. My dadâs job was to write down my HR and speed each minute, but he spent more time trying to stabilize the bike as it flexed wildly beneath me. He was certain that it was going to bust free from the trainer; fortunately it never did!
As soon as he mentioned the events of that day it all came back to me quickly. I had little idea of what I was getting into at the time and he was certain that heâd never seen so much determination come out of a kid before. The test couldnât quantify determination back then, nor did it on Friday, but I can tell you itâs still as high as ever. Â Back then I didnât know what watts where, and Iâd have likely confused the term physiology for psychology. So much has changed since then, but really itâs all the same. I still have that internal determination that drives me to push the pedals harder and longer than ever before. It might look different, but that same internal drive is alive and well today. And for whatever it might be worth, I bet that my watts have gone up since that day back in â97.
I owe a huge âthank youâ? to everyone who has encouraged and supported me over the years, my family especially. Iâm grateful for the opportunity to push the pedals harder and farther everyday. Keep it real, TJ



