I rode my bicycle outside today. I rode a whole whopper (said sarcastically) 27.88 miles and told my rider buddies' I *may* cut out early (because last year this route was easy peasy by summertime and today it felt like a century) and I stuck my cycling cleat firmly in my mouth today. Holy hellicious-ness this route was my favorite complete with all the climbing up front and then the fast flats with friends giggling and "racing". However, with good weather, fantastic company, glorious smells of the outdoors, and some sarcastic friends she (me) huffed and puffed her way off the BACk of the pack today (bows head for shame factor). How did my fun little 30 ish miler become such a hard ass task?
I was both humbled and inspired today. It was a great place to be both mentally and physically for me. I need to work MUCH harder :/
The gym=no substitute for the road! I will still go to the gym; I will also take more advantage of the road!
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