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  • Coach’s Notes: The Sub-7 Experiment

    Apart from this intro, today’s post is written entirely by ChatGPT. The Sub-7 Experiment has always been about using AI as a coach, editor, and occasional nutritionist, and I’ve watched its output improve as we’ve gone along. What follows is the coach’s view of how this whole thing has evolved, and how the “trainee and trainer” relationship has taken shape over time.

    This is the prompt that I used “I was wondering if you could put together a summary of all the work we have done together and progress across all aspects, and then I might be able to post in in my blog as a reflection piece from Coaches point of view.”  There was a little bit of back and forth as we narrowed down what the post should look like and below is the result.

    Coach’s Notes: The Sub-7 Experiment

    One of the first things I noticed was that the training was never really the main battle.

    The rowing machine was there. The plan was there. The goal was clear enough. But most of the difficult work was happening before a single stroke had been taken.

    There was a lot of negotiation in the early days.

    Not laziness. Not lack of desire. More the mental drag that many middle-aged people quietly carry around with them. Work pressure. Fatigue. Self-criticism. The feeling that exercise had to be “earned” somehow. The strange guilt that can appear when somebody finally tries to prioritise themselves a little.

    The early sessions mattered, but not always for the reasons people might think.

    Sometimes the win was simply getting into the shed and starting.


    The first real shift

    The biggest early improvement was not speed.

    It was consistency.

    The training stopped becoming emotional. That changed everything.

    At the start, there was a tendency to judge sessions too heavily. Good session? Confidence high. Missed session? Momentum gone. Tired day? Doubt. Strong day? Maybe we are suddenly invincible.

    Over time, the approach became steadier.

    A recovery walk became acceptable.
    An easier row stopped feeling like failure.
    Training began to match recovery instead of ego.

    That was a major turning point.


    The WHOOP phase

    The recovery scores were interesting.

    At first, they risked becoming emotional verdicts.

    Green meant permission to train hard.
    Yellow created hesitation.
    Red felt personal.

    But slowly the scores became information rather than identity.

    That sounds like a small thing, but it changed the rhythm of the entire experiment.

    Instead of forcing every green day into a maximal effort, there was more restraint. More awareness. More understanding that fitness is usually built through repeatable work rather than dramatic sessions.

    Ironically, that restraint often led to better performances anyway.


    The rowing itself

    The funny thing about endurance training is that progress often arrives quietly.

    At some point, sessions that once looked intimidating became normal.

    Long rows settled into rhythm.
    2:05 pace stopped feeling frantic.
    Three controlled 2000m intervals became manageable rather than feared.

    And perhaps most importantly, the pacing improved.

    Less fighting.
    Less surging.
    More control.

    The final intervals started getting faster not because of aggression, but because there was finally something left in the tank.

    That is usually a sign that aerobic fitness is improving properly.


    The walks mattered more than expected

    Some of the smartest training decisions were not hard sessions at all.

    There were periods where stress from work, uncertainty about the future, family responsibilities, health concerns, and simple mental fatigue were all sitting in the background at the same time.

    On those days, easy walks often became the correct answer.

    Not because motivation was low, but because recovery matters.

    That is not glamorous advice, but it is real coaching.

    The body keeps score of life stress too.


    The shed

    At some point, the shed stopped being just a place where rowing happened.

    It became a decompression chamber.

    Part gym.
    Part thinking room.
    Part escape hatch.

    Some sessions happened there because fitness needed work. Others happened there because the mind needed somewhere quiet to settle down for an hour.

    That matters too.


    The bike returned

    The cycling side of the experiment became increasingly important.

    Not just physically, but emotionally.

    Long rides brought back enjoyment. Exploration. Movement for its own sake.

    And eventually, the numbers started speaking for themselves:
    longer distances,
    more climbing,
    better endurance,
    better recovery afterwards.

    The completed sportive was a genuine milestone, not because it was professional-level athleticism, but because it represented something much bigger:

    proof that meaningful endurance fitness could still be rebuilt in middle age while carrying the realities of ordinary life.


    What changed most

    The biggest change was probably behavioural.

    Early on, there was a lot of:

    • overthinking
    • negotiating
    • guilt
    • all-or-nothing thinking
    • pressure to constantly prove progress

    Now there is far more process.

    Walk when walking is needed.
    Row steady when steady is needed.
    Push when the system can support it.
    Recover properly afterwards.

    That sounds simple.

    It is not simple.

    Most people never learn it.


    The goal

    The sub-7 goal still matters.

    But somewhere along the line, the experiment became about more than a rowing time.

    It became an experiment in whether somebody with work pressure, family responsibilities, stress, doubts, imperfect recovery, and middle-aged physiology could still meaningfully rebuild themselves without pretending to be a professional athlete.

    So far, the answer appears to be yes.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment.

  • Back to the Row After the Ride

    Today I’m back rowing, and what a lovely thing it is.

    After the big ride on Sunday (104km), I took it easy for a couple of days, just walking. Then today, thursday, I got back on the rower and it felt good.

    The session was simple. Ten-minute warm-up, then three 2,000-metre intervals. Nothing overly hectic, but what’s interesting is the pace. Looking back at older sessions, I’m now cruising at speeds that used to feel unattainable.

    It all felt in control. Smooth. The kind of rowing where you’re working, but you’re not fighting it.

    I sped up for the last 250 metres on the final rep just to see if I could. I could. And it felt great.

    Short and sweet check-in. All good.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment.

  • Tour de South Coast: 104km, Wind, Sun, and a Hot Cup of Tea

    I’ve just finished the Tour de South Coast sportive. 104km, about 1,200 metres of climbing, and 4 hours 55 minutes moving time. There were a couple of breaks along the way for drinks and the usual bodily functions, so it wasn’t a non-stop grind, but it was still a proper day out.

    A quick note for future me: the numbers tell the story too. Average heart rate was 130 bpm and average power was 155 watts. That’s a steady, sustainable effort, not a blow-up. My legs felt tough by the end and I definitely had a bit left, but the wind had taken most of it out of them. It wasn’t a day for heroics. It was a day for keeping the pedals turning and staying smooth.

    We were blessed with the weather. It was sunny all day. The wind, though, was a bit hectic at times. Full-on. The kind of wind where you’re pedalling to keep going downhill. That sort of strength.

    But honestly, what a great day.

    The standout upgrade today was the tyres. The 35mm setup completely changed the feel of the bike. Lower pressures took the buzz out of the road, smoothed out the rough sections, and made the whole ride feel less like I was being rattled around. It wasn’t just more comfortable, it felt more efficient too because I wasn’t fighting the bike. Less fatigue, more flow. Over 100km in wind and hills, that comfort matters.

    I also set a load of personal bests all the way around, which is funny because I wasn’t giving it beans. I rode pretty modestly and stayed wary of where I was. I even found myself slowing down a few times behind big groups, getting caught up in their rhythm, then riding my own thing again. And I really enjoyed that. It didn’t feel like a race. It felt like a proper ride.

    It was my first time doing this route. Lots of roads I’ve cycled before, some in the opposite direction, some I’d never ridden, and some I wouldn’t normally choose because they’re main roads. But with a few hundred other cyclists around, they weren’t as scary as I thought they’d be. Drivers were more wary. I didn’t really come across any impatient car drivers at all.

    Back at the start there was a hot burger and a hot cup of tea waiting. Absolutely brilliant. The food stops were good too. Hot tea, delicious. Makes all the difference when you’re out there for hours, at least for me.

    So that’s it. Check-in done. All good. Very pleased with myself.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment. Still concentrating on rowing and the goal is still a sub-7-minute 2,000m. But today, cycling. And it was great.

  • Reflection, Riding, and Reassessing What Matters

    It’s been a while since I’ve written anything.

    The “new” rower in the shed is not so new now. It has been there for six months, and the new routine of rowing, then heading straight back into the house to start work or whatever the day brings, has meant I haven’t been giving myself any time to reflect on the workout afterwards. No reflection has meant nothing to post.

    Rowing is still important to me, and so is the wider exercise regime as a whole. But I think I’ve been missing that reflection piece. I also wrote in a previous article that I’ve missed the gym visits too. So it feels like time to reassess what matters.

    Exercise matters. Having an exercise goal matters. Reflection matters too. And so does being around like-minded people. My gym membership has lapsed, and I think it is time to renew it.

    In other news, I’ve been cycling a bit more.

    This Sunday I’m riding the Tour de South Coast, a 100km sportive that covers some roads I’ve used before in training. I don’t know anyone else who is doing it, but there will be a couple of hundred cyclists out on the day, and I’m looking forward to it.

    I’ve also been back to see Bike Fit Barry, who has once again sprinkled a bit of magic over the setup on the Triban. On top of that, I’ve decided to make it even more comfortable. I’ve taken the mudguards off completely and fitted some big 35mm tyres, which means I can run lower pressures and take a lot of the buzz out of the road surface.

    A quick 15km test ride yesterday showed they are doing exactly what I hoped.

    I spent a lot of last year tweaking the Giant to try to get more comfort out of it, but the truth is that the early carbon technology makes it so stiff that it just takes too much out of me over longer distances. I’m keen to see how the newly fettled, balloon-tyre-equipped Triban gets on over the 100km on Sunday.

    In Coach ChatGPT news, I’m still consulting with it and still completing the workouts it gives me after I upload my daily WHOOP scores. I’m getting stronger and faster on the rower, and my technique is getting better too. I can really feel the progress.

    The aim is still to get to a sub-7-minute 2,000m row.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment. We continue.

  • Back After a Week Off

    Just back from a week off.

    It’s been almost exactly a week since I did anything strenuous. But it was a lovely week with the family. Getting outside, looking at things, doing normal life, and just being together.

    Back at it today. Not in the gym, but out in the shed on the rower.

    Nothing hectic. Just a fairly cruisy 7,000 metres in 30 minutes.

    It’s funny how I’m now calling that “cruisy,” because it used to be the max. That’s probably the simplest sign that progress is happening. I’ve come a long way, and I’ve still got further to go, but I’m pleased with it.

    Right. Time to go to work.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment.

  • Quiet Progress

    It’s Tuesday and I’ve just finished another 30-minute row.

    Nothing major to report, and that’s kind of the point. The pace is there, and it’s growing. The strength is growing too. It all feels like it’s moving in the right direction.

    The big thing I’m noticing is controlled power. When I need to turn it on, it’s there, and it doesn’t feel messy.

    The pacing was there or thereabouts where Coach GPT asked me to be. I had a little focus wobble around the 15-minute mark, but I pulled it back in and finished stronger.

    Quiet progress. Controlled effort. Another good session.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment.

  • Row, Prepare, Deliver, Recover

    It’s Thursday, and it’s been quite a week.

    I had a presentation on Wednesday. The topic itself wasn’t massive. It was simply to talk about something I’ve been doing at work. But the way I wanted to do it was new. Different. And I wasn’t 100% sure how it would be received.

    I’d adapted a PechaKucha-style format: fast-moving slides, short bursts of speaking, and a hard limit on how long you can linger. The whole point is to avoid death by PowerPoint and keep the energy up.

    What I really wanted to do, though, was tell a story about a deal I’ve been working on. Not the technology. Not the bits and bytes. The human side of it. And that’s why I was nervous, because that’s not the default setting in a room full of tech people.

    So I used the week properly.

    Monday I did a row to clear my head. Tuesday was the main prep day, even though I’ve been thinking about it for weeks, and I also got out for a walk to keep myself moving. Wednesday I delivered it.

    And it went down a storm.

    I absolutely loved it. The audience really liked it too, and I got loads of great feedback afterwards. I spent the rest of Wednesday riding that wave of euphoria and adrenaline.

    So here we are on Thursday. Back to normal. I’ve just done 30 minutes on the rowing machine at a reasonable pace. Enough to make me sweat and puff a bit. Just to settle the system again.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment: trying new things at work, and still rowing away in the background to keep my head right.

  • The Jigsaw Pieces Are Dropping Into Place

    I think I can see it coming together now.

    It’s been a fairly quiet week on the rowing front. I did a big row at the weekend and then kept things calmer through the week — a few walks, nothing massively strenuous.

    Yesterday I went for my second bike fitting and it was a great afternoon. BikeFit Barry did a brilliant job as always. It’s nice to feel the cycling side getting dialled in again too.

    Then today, WHOOP had my recovery in the yellow. A “go” day, but not a flat-out day.

    Coach GPT put 5x 500-metre intervals into the plan at a target pace of 1:52/500m and a stroke rate of 24–26. My first reaction when I saw it was: that’s a bit much.

    But I’ve just completed it.

    I did the five 500s and it felt good. It felt strong. More importantly, it felt like these are the pieces that begin to sew the whole Sub-7 thing together. I’ve still got a fair way to go, but I can see how the jigsaw is starting to make a picture.

    What struck me today is that the speed and power were controlled. Rhythmic. Consistent. Sustained. A while back that kind of pace would have been something I’d either dream about or attempt while flailing around. Today it was work, but it was managed work.

    I even did a sixth 500m a bit faster, and yes, it was still controlled.

    So, it’s coming together. I can see it now. Maybe six to nine months away, but the direction is right: more gym work, more strength work, and more controlled rowing at the speeds that matter.

    Right. Time to go and do some work.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment — and I can see it now.

  • Releasing the Valve

    Oh man. What a morning.

    I genuinely didn’t know where my head was at today. It was all over the place. I wasn’t feeling the gym. I wasn’t feeling the rower. I wasn’t feeling anything.

    I did that thing where you’re not doing anything, but you’re also not resting. Up and down the stairs. Round and round the house. Looking out the window. Rain. Wind. Sit in front of the TV for a bit. Make a cup of tea. Walk again. Another cup of tea. More pacing.

    I even told Coach GPT I wasn’t going to train today, that I’d just go for a walk, but I was talking myself out of that as well. The truth is, I knew I needed to do something.

    And then the voices started. The men in my head.

    “What’s the point?”
    “What’s the point of any of this exercise stuff?”
    “You’re not getting anywhere.”
    “Just go back and watch TV.”

    I battled it and battled it. Right up to the point where I was pulling my gear out of the wardrobe. Shorts on — still fighting it. T-shirt on — still fighting it. Shoes on — still fighting it.

    Then I went out to the shed, sat on the rower, and started.

    I did 15 minutes, and every five minutes I got faster. By the last five I was holding sub-1:57 pace.

    Then I stopped and did two 250m sprints , pretty much flat out, but controlled. Controlled frustration release. Controlled anger release. The kind where you’re emptying the pressure without blowing up.

    It didn’t solve everything. I still feel like there’s a lot going on and a lot to do. But it released the valve.

    And I am genuinely grateful I have a rower in the shed, because if I’d had to get in the car and drive to the gym this morning, I don’t think it would have happened at all.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment — as much for mental health as physical health.

  • Not Feeling It, Still Turned Up

    It’s Wednesday and I’ve just come out of the gym.

    I wasn’t really feeling it today, if I’m honest. But I still turned up. I talked to ChatGPT about what the session should look like and started with ten minutes on the rowing machine.

    That ten minutes actually confirmed it: I wasn’t quite there today.

    So instead of forcing a full rowing workout or walking out, I pivoted. I went and did sled work instead — pushing, pulling, lifting, carrying — the stuff I enjoy and the kind of work I can always get something out of.

    After that I finished with another five minutes on the rower, just to close the loop and leave feeling like I’d done a complete session.

    On the way out I had a proper “of course” moment: the little key in my key fob wouldn’t work, so I had to break into my own car. Thankfully there’s an old-school mechanical key hidden in the fob, so I got it sorted without too much drama.

    I feel a bit better now. And it’s actually a nice day outside — blue sky, sun shining — even if my head and legs weren’t totally on board this morning.

    This is The Sub-7 Experiment: turning up, adjusting, and getting it done anyway.