A few weeks ago – before I went to the USA and undid the last year’s worth of training
– I braved the streets of Walsall to go to the University Of Wolverhampton ’s
physiology laboratory, where a gentleman named Ian Lahart kindly took my height
and weight.
He then proceeded to connect me to a gas mask, oxygen
supply and every other gismo you can think of, before putting me through a Maximal Oxygen
Uptake Test, better known as the VO2max test.
For the layman, this run-to-failure test works out the
maximum amount of oxygen one can withdraw from the air per minute - one of the key indicators of aerobic fitness - as well as
providing other useful information such as accurate training intensities.
My surprising result of 79.6 ml/min/kg - which I think we should round up to 80 - not only shows a phenomenally
high oxygen uptake, which I firmly believe would have been higher had I had a smaller lunch, but also increases the number of terrains on which I’ve now stacked it. Unfortunately, my fall also damaged the very
expensive equipment, unknowingly giving a false reading on Ed’s subsequent test, and removed a large amount of skin from my knees and shins.
Now every BRAT Club member is booking into the Performance
Hub to try and beat my score, while in a change of heart, Lance Armstrong’s
office have released a statement stating that he wishes that he’d stayed clean
to try and legitimately beat my result (Armstrong recorded a maximum of 84.0 ml/min/kg).
Oh, and courtesy of Mister Bank's steady hand, you can relive the final moments of this test here:
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