Three and a half years between Zwift sessions. That gap tells its own story β one I’m not going to narrate because the point is that I came back.
Two miles through virtual London at 9:53 pace. Sub-ten. Heart rate averaging 108 with a spike to 150, which means there were hills and I didn’t walk them. Seventy-eight feet of elevation gain in twenty minutes. The Classique route, which winds through a version of London that’s perpetually golden hour and empty of traffic. If only.
The playlist was industrial and mean β Thrill Kill Kult into HEALTH into Sister Machine Gun, with Psykosonik’s Mortal Kombat track wedged in there because apparently my subconscious wanted to fight something. Crosses and Machines of Loving Grace closed it out. That’s not a running playlist, that’s a mood board.
Sub-ten after three years away. The body remembers things the calendar doesn’t.
β±οΈ Duration: 20 minutes
π Distance: 2.11 mi
π Pace: 9:53/mi
β°οΈ Elevation: 78 ft
β€οΈ Avg HR: 108 bpm / Max: 150 bpm
π΅ LISTENING TO
π΅ 6:29 PM β The Devil Does Drugs by My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult
π΅ 6:34 PM β FUTURE OF HELL by HEALTH
π΅ 6:41 PM β Burn by Sister Machine Gun
π΅ 6:41 PM β Panik Control by Psykosonik
π΅ 6:44 PM β Holier (Street Fever Remix) by βββ (Crosses)
π΅ 6:47 PM β Perfect Tan (Bikini Atoll) by Machines of Loving Grace
// RAPTOR GIRL
