The Cave

[co] One of the highlights of training is the ‘cave’. Now the cave is where one retreats on those Sunday afternoons after a long ride…. Or the end of an easy week, which always seem the hardest (my theory is all that tiredness you have been holding off – hits you like a ton of bricks) .. where you sit and hide from the world and relax.

Now for me the cave is the place I go (normally on a Sunday afternoon) with the blinds down, heater up (at the moment) and TV on. Now I prefer this to be a solitary cave, so all the better when no one else is at home and I can watch those secret pleasures of terrible TV.

So this weekend I had Sunday all lined up (with the rain helping to make the cave a more welcome sanctuary) to make myself one with the couch and cave it.

But this week I had something new to try… the chair had turned up. Now I have always wanted a Lazy Boy, ever since my youth, when we would visit my uncle on the farm and race to be the one to get the prized seat. It seemed the greatest thing on earth, to be able to recline and watch TV at the same time… oh the bliss… and so since then I have had my eye on one.

Now I live with someone who supports the cave, but not so much the Lazy Boy. Rightly or wrongly they have never been approved aesthetically.. and who’s to say…

But the good news (for me) is that there is an approved ‘version’ of the chair…. And it arrived last week (see picture). A replica Eames chair gets the tick.

So I got to be in my cave, now in my chair (please note the ‘my’ part of that)… and cave it. Bliss! The only problem I have now is actually getting out of it to train.