Interval (Hills) Spin

It’s Monday Night and that means 4 sets of [3 x (1 minute HARD/1 minute easy + 4 minutes MOD tempo)].



The good news is that I have one last …And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead album to listen to, ‘Madonna‘.


I guess I’ve kind of been working through the bands catalog of albums more or less backwards, because this is their 2nd album released in 1999.

This album from these Austin noisemakers drifts from mind-sweeping tranquillity to cathartic cacophony, sometimes in the course of a single song. It all pushes toward overload by the end (much like my intervals) – many of the songs follow the same formula of a slow build to a glorious breakdown – but the band’s mix of guitar simplicity and sonic ambition works to construct a tower of super sound.  The distortion, too, plays a part on ‘Madonna‘; it serves as both primal instrument and harmonic distracter.

Thanks Christ (or Madonna, or whatever) that this workout is done as I’m not sure how many more weeks of indoor riding I can stomach.  I’ve got the itch now to be outdoors and Daisy is calling my name from her basement mount.  I’m hoping then that these strength building intervals that I’ve been doing week over week are going to pay off by the time I roll her out onto the road come April.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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