|The biggest hill is in your mind||MeDotOrg|
May 9, 2001 9:57 AM
|This weekend I rode 70 miles Saturday, 70 miles Sunday. Monday I took the day off.
Tuesday I got home from work and knew I should ride, but I just didn't want to. Sometimes the inertia of not riding for a day spills over on the next day. A friend called. I mentioned I was thinking about taking a bike ride. "Call me back after your ride", she said.
Okay, well now I guess I have to go. My weekday ride, down to the beach and around the lake twice, is 22 miles.
For the first 4 miles my legs felt like molasses. I'm pushing down at the beach, huffing and puffing. I don't see how I'll be able to keep any pace.
Somewhere in my first lap around the lake, my body finds its rhythm. I push hard when I need to, catch little recovery periods of 20 seconds or so, and then push on. It feels good.
At the parking lot down by the lake I see the car of a woman I know at work. She's training to go on a walk to raise money for breast cancer research. I follow the multi-use path all around the lake on my second lap, but I don't see her. Oh well. Back to the beach.
Surprise! No wind in my face. I'll actually make some time getting back home. Through Golden Gate Park up from the beach, it's a beautiful afternoon and there are little swarms of cyclists everywhere. I look at my cyclometer at the top of the hill. I've set a personal best, even while hunting for my friend the walker down at the lake.
At home I feel that glow that comes after a good ride.
The next time you don't want to ride, ask yourself: When's the last time you felt bad after a ride?
The biggest hill is in your mind.
May 9, 2001 10:58 AM
|Damn, I love days like that. Very good point about never feeling bad after a ride. Ive come home from rides beet-red from the cold, dehydrated and exhausted from heat, soaked from rain, sore from hammering, and even ended up in the hospital, and you know what? I loved every ride (although the hospital one a little less than the others).|
|A "bad" ride is much better than no ride(nm)||look271|
May 9, 2001 5:18 PM
|I know||mike mcmahon|
May 9, 2001 5:28 PM
|"The next time you don't want to ride, ask yourself: When's the last time you felt bad after a ride?"
Answer: The last time I came home from a ride with my bike in the back of a station wagon, a potato-chipped front wheel, my shorts ripped almost completely off my butt, blood coming from my arms, legs, and back, and a broken helmet. But that was four years ago; since then, everything has been groovy.
|Gotta agree, and....||shmoo|
May 9, 2001 11:11 PM
|...have you ever noticed that once you overcome the "inertia", the "momentum" will carry you through?|| |