100m controlled skids
Dragged myself out this morning (thanks @pjcanale). I hate being unfit, in pain and in a lousy mood! Oh yes, fat camp was tough today as we rose high above the city, huffing and puffing our way up some of Los Angeles’ finest, and steepest fire roads; but what goes up must come down, and it’s amazing what multiple 100m controlled skids — down steep mountain grades, surrounded by killer views — can do for one’s mood. BRAAAP!