Ah, gotta cut yourself some slack sometimes. Still some meaningful TIZ.
As usual I’m not sure whether this belongs here or in the What workout did you do today? thread. Or perhaps in the What are your embarrassing or shameful bike confessions? thread.
Threshold was yesterday, Sweetspot was scheduled Friday, 3h Z2 scheduled on Saturday. Rain is expected tomorrow so I brought Z2 forward to today & pushed SS back to Saturday.
So today I went to the track to do Broken Hand. Perhaps appropriate, on Saturday I’d taken some skin off my hand trying to shove a push-mower’s grass catcher into the back of the car, & during yesterday’s workout I’d reopened the wound by putting the bike & myself on the floor when I did a tight turn on the cycleway & hit some greasy asphalt. 
Gloved hand, but still, impact on a recent wound isn’t great.
Anyway, back to the workout. Beautiful afternoon. 
Map looks the same as most of my other Z2 or long-interval workouts for the last month.
Paused the workout at the 1h55’ mark for 5 minutes to take a phone call from the shop about the bike I stacked yesterday.
Saw a friend at the track who was doing his ten flat-out laps he does almost every day, regardless of the weather, had some chats before he took off home. Good mates photograph your
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Hey it was a nice afternoon, some goon just happens to be in the way.
I headed back home on the cycleway with 35’ left in the workout because it’s continuous enough to safely hold Z2. I’d failed to account for the early sunset of late autumn when choosing lighting (or rather, lack thereof). At least there was minimal public road to traverse. Cooldown started with two minutes of cycleway left before exiting. Home without incident.
Almost-three-hour workout, didn’t take any fuel because I’d had quite a fibrous lunch, it was “only Z2”, I was questioning whether much would absorb, & because the aero bars were on the bike in the shop I only had space for two bottles anyway. After having got used to consuming 120-150g of sucrose per hour, I got back from this unfuelled ride wanting to empty the snacks drawer where I keep my protein mix. I confess that the raspberry jam biscuits & dried fruit mix took a hammering. Lesson learnt: fuel anyway.
Not the best decisions, but thankfully minimal impact.
