I Always Feel Bad Leaving...

Jesse's place after the kids have been testing...

There's always a puddle of sweat on the hardwood floor and the faint aroma of teenage boy hanging in the air...

I'd offer to stay and clean up but figure I better skatdaddle before his better half gets home and sees what he's been up to. Kinda one of those oops your mom's gonna kill us when she sees this mess. Did you hear that? I think my mom is calling. Gotta run moments.

Despite the I-should-stay-and-help-clean-up feelings, there is something I love about watching the kids test... It might be seeing the improvements as they "grow up" and get faster, but more than likely it's the childish giddy feeling that I get watching them suffer... There is something about suffering on the trainer... it so visible... not like watching suffering on the road. I can stand next to them glancing at the HRM, listening to the breathing, watching the drops of sweat bead up and roll off... Oh, and there is the funny little face a big tough teenager makes when the skin-fold-o-meter pinches them.

Suffering... it's worth risking your buddies mom (or in this case, wife) coming home to discover what you've been doing in her living room.

BTW the kids numbers look good... better december numbers than we were seeing in june last year. and does it mean anything if TK set a pr for max hr???