Keeping Pace

Keeping Pace

My Time

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In past years, I would be struggling to wake up on the darker mornings of this season. For some reason, I am still able to wake up early in the absence of sunlight. On these quiet mornings, before anyone else is awake, I often just lie there enjoying the quiet moments where nobody is asking anything of me. The bulk of the remainder of everyday seems to be tuned in to “GO mode”. I need these quiet, slow moments too.

Although the melancholy of these seasons has already begun to resurface, I am able to use this quiet to simply acknowledge the feelings that are underneath the fallen leaves and dark sky.

This is my time. I don’t want to talk to anyone, and I am in no hurry to get on with the day. For I know that, before long, there will be someone on my tail pushing me go faster, or in my face with a list of things they need from me.

Until then…

 

 

100 miles of ups and downs

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I’ve been at a loss for writing up my century ride. I figure I’ll spare you the mile-by-mile report and just focus on a the ups and downs. In 100 mikes, one experiences A LOT of them: mentally, physically, and topographically. I’ll just hit the main ones here and, in all likelihood, sprinkle a bit more about the ride throughout the week.

Downs

  • I was plagued early on with the return of back pain
  • As the ride continued, other parts of my body cried out in the choir of pain, pain, pain
  • We rode past the vineyards of Napa but I did not taste a single drop of wine
  • There were hills: VERY BIG, LONG HILLS

Ups

  • I got to experience riding in a real pace line
  • I tackled those BIG hills with only a little whining
  • I stayed relaxed and even enjoyed the descents
  • I was not alone
  • I FINISHED
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