A “Pain-Cave” is a place where the cyclist can silently scream and suffer for hours. It’s the pre-hell.
2012 – a year after I got into endurance sports – I moved to Munich. I got a new job and my life, as I knew it, was over. New routines, challenges, no money and less time. In fact no time for cycling at all. I left in the morning when it was dark outside and I got home when it was already dark. This circumstances led to the ultimate: I started smoking again.
Half a year went by and I gained a few pounds plus I got lazy and crazy. I tried running, this 7-Minute workout thing and swimming. Nothing worked out for me. I wasn’t able to run every day, 7 Minutes were way to less, and swimming was too time consuming. Then I bought a cycling trainer and set the bike up in my cellar compartement. It saved my ass and here’s why:
- the time of the day didn’t matter anymore.
- since the bike was in the cellar no one of my neighbours could complain about noise
- I was able to ride every day
- even 22.00 at night
- weather was no excuse
- when I rode one hour, it took me one hour and five minutes with all organisation
I got fit again and half a year later, I began bike commuting. All thanks to this 250€ invest.
Today my pain-cave switched into a “heal-cave”. Everytime when I’m injured, I set up my bike in the cellar and slowly progress back to my form before injury. That’s the wonderful side on cycling. Even when injured, I can pedal so slow, that it actually speeds up recovery.
Oh, and the minimal side on this: I only can set up my bike in the cellar, bacause there’s not that much stuff in it 😉
I love the concept of a pain-cave. 🙂
What’s in your pain-cave?