Man, I had one of those days yesterday! I was A MESS! Just four weeks ago, I rode my first century ever, and had a great time! Felt great. OK, felt a little sore south of the border, but you know. . . mentally, felt great! Yesterday, 33 miles just DID ME IN. I was A MESS! I was on the verge of tears. I practically threw my helmet when I got back to my car. I felt disgraced and discouraged!! My wonderful friends were all there to console me and point out that I've had a rough few weeks (Mom, aged 86, had open heart surgery and I had spent nearly all of my free time for 3 weeks in hospital and rehab with her), oldest daughter just started college, got the dreaded phone call from younger daughter's algebra teacher, got blown off by a guy I really liked, yada yada yada. I guess it all came to a head on the ride yesterday.
So, I guess on the bright side, I had a FANTASTIC riding season, especially since this was my FIRST FULL SEASON of riding (just got my road bike last Sept.) and I have an awful lot to be proud of! Onward and upward, as they say. Mom's doing better, the kids are doing better, I'm kicking the guy to the side of the road and pedaling on!!!
Louise
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"You don't really ever have to fall. But kissing the ground is good because you learn you're not going to die if it happens."
-- Jacquie "Alice B. Toeclips" Phelan, former U.S. national champion cyclist