My main cycling buddy is, how to say politely? Erm, blessed with an over abundance of stored energy. He weighs in at over 17 stone.
He would like to slim down somewhat. And is making a solid effort to do so. I have the honour (genuine honour, he is one of my best mates) of helping with this, while at the same time also working on my own fitness and physique. All good.
While I am overweight, I have less, Erm, stored energy than my friend. This combined with a longer term record of physical training in other disciplines as well as cycling means I'm naturally faster than my friend. Although I don't leave him behind because I think there's little less motivational than being left behind.
So when we ride out, which is several times per week, I tend to subtly ride at such a pace that I know he can just about maintain, even if sometimes that means he makes some awful snorting and gasping noises. It is paying off.
However yesterday there was a bit of a wake up when we were about 10 miles from home. After pushing ourselves against a head wind and up hills, I realised my mate was spent. I was genuinely starting to think that he wouldn't have the energy to pedal home. For much of the ride back we were just about managing walking pace.
What suddenly dawned on me, and worried me slightly, is that we're not kids anymore. Mid 40s is not old, but mid 40s and substantially overweight must be a risk factor.
So I got to thinking. Me subtly pushing him to his limits might be a bit of a gamble. The prize being that he continues to shed the pounds and get fitter. But if it goes bad, it goes very, very bad.
So I'm wondering, if anyone has any advice or guidance on continuing with the fitness regime, but without crossing the line and becoming a tyrant. Or to put another way, how to stay on the right side of the line between positive encouragement and progress, and pushing too hard and putting people at risk.
He would like to slim down somewhat. And is making a solid effort to do so. I have the honour (genuine honour, he is one of my best mates) of helping with this, while at the same time also working on my own fitness and physique. All good.
While I am overweight, I have less, Erm, stored energy than my friend. This combined with a longer term record of physical training in other disciplines as well as cycling means I'm naturally faster than my friend. Although I don't leave him behind because I think there's little less motivational than being left behind.
So when we ride out, which is several times per week, I tend to subtly ride at such a pace that I know he can just about maintain, even if sometimes that means he makes some awful snorting and gasping noises. It is paying off.
However yesterday there was a bit of a wake up when we were about 10 miles from home. After pushing ourselves against a head wind and up hills, I realised my mate was spent. I was genuinely starting to think that he wouldn't have the energy to pedal home. For much of the ride back we were just about managing walking pace.
What suddenly dawned on me, and worried me slightly, is that we're not kids anymore. Mid 40s is not old, but mid 40s and substantially overweight must be a risk factor.
So I got to thinking. Me subtly pushing him to his limits might be a bit of a gamble. The prize being that he continues to shed the pounds and get fitter. But if it goes bad, it goes very, very bad.
So I'm wondering, if anyone has any advice or guidance on continuing with the fitness regime, but without crossing the line and becoming a tyrant. Or to put another way, how to stay on the right side of the line between positive encouragement and progress, and pushing too hard and putting people at risk.