Well done, hirakukibou
Great to have goals and milestones and see your self achieve and pass them - creating new ones.
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I went out with the local club today and rode 63 miles at an average of 14.3 mph. The longest and fastest I have ever rode. Go figure! The club goes out tomorrow and I plan to do a shorter ride, but if I do 40 miles I'll have a 200 mile week. I am not sure I can keep it up, but it's fun in the process. I am going go log my miles for the team!![]()
Well done, hirakukibou
Great to have goals and milestones and see your self achieve and pass them - creating new ones.
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Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow".
Thanks for your support and encouragement Road Raven.
I did do 209 miles for the week.
That's fantastic! Do you have any organized rides scheduled? I've been riding something less than 100 miles a week - I'd like to get that number up over the next couple of months.
Brilliant stuff Hirakukibou,
Those miles will soon stack up!
What a great start to the season!
How's this week fairing?
Life is Good!
I am actually going away tomorrow and won't have such a fabulous week miles-wise. I did manage to get in 101 miles before I go. I have been riding with a local club on weekends which gives me around 80-100 miles for the weekend and then I try to do one 40-50 mile ride during the week with a couple of 20 milers thrown in. When I set my year goal at 2000 miles I didn't realize that I would get so into it. Time to reset the goal I think or alternatively I could reach my goal and go over and bask in the gravy. Hmmm.![]()
I can really relate to one sentence of yours, Hirika
"I didn't realise that I would get so into it"
I mean... I can REALLY relate to that... most days I seriously ponder how I could give up part or all of my job to bike...
Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow".
Yeah, Roadraven, it's been a hard five days or so. I've been away from home but more specifically away from my bike. This whole process of gettting into cycling has been interesting for me because I was never athletic as a kid or young person. So now, at 45, I have found my "inner athlete" and she is going nuts. It seems that all I think and talk about these days is riding -- I guess that's not quite true, but almost. When I pass other cyclist I look, what kind of bike are they riding? I make my schedule with friends and appointments according to the weather and if I can squeeze in a ride. I even have gotten up early (well around 6 AM) to get out for a ride. Unheard of just months ago. My body still doesn't really like exercize before 9AM, but if it's a choice between riding that day early and not riding, I am up. And then there's the way my body is changing. I have muscles in my legs that I never knew were there. My body shape is changing, although I am not overweight right now, my body is toning I guess, but clothes don't fit anymore. I haven't lost weight, and might have even gained a pound or two, but man, it's weird to have large defined legs and smaller other parts. I may be approaching menopause but I will do it on a sparkling red bicycle!
I recently helped out a sports science student by being her guinea pig - she wrote me a training programme which I had to follow
I gave her a gift at the end of to say thanks and wrote in the card "you made me feel like an athelete, not just some 40 year old riding a bike".
Its great isn't it, Hirika? I've been riding for about 18 months now - and like you, the whole of last year I didnt lose weight - but I did change shape - I have dropped two dress sizes now... and these last couple of months am actually staring to lose weight (good for getting up those f***ing hills)... but its the fitness, the healthyness I feel. Its fabulous...
And I am pleased to have this forum because it is soooooo hard to not talk biking most of the time to my workmates - some of them think I'm a leetle bit weird now I think (well, weirder than they USED to think I was!)
Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow".