So yesterday was supposed to be an interval day. I met my friend Doug at the trail head at Westridge at 10:00. I started pedaling and was very tired. The gash on my leg where I received 7 stitches and the slammed the car door on it, is giving me big problems after riding! Swelling. Pain. Even urgent care last Friday.
So I HAD A BLAST YESTERDAY! Having a coach and training is working! I warmed up and was stronger than ever. I felt like superwoman! Pedaled three hours up and down Sullivan and westridge and the hub - my legs felt like power machines. It was so fun. I was in tears as I finished the ride strong and te memories of my days of endless chemotherapy and the doom and gloom of being told I was dying. And I was dying in many ways.
I guess that first 15 minutes to 30 minutes is when everybody wants to go home and say, "I am too tired" -
I find myself sleeping better, being more relaxed and smiling all the time. I am having trouble with regretting the past! Why did I WASTE so mucy of my life on the wrong course? I guess I was born on the wrong course of life, and I just kept runing from life, from feelings, from fear! So today I face my fears and I keep my trust in my coach, Lou Kobin, that she won't let me down, if I listen to what she says to do.
So, I feel I am on restriction! ;-))) gottat get to court reporting today!!
thanks for following me -
love
cheryl
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