I’m BA-ACK
Last week was a fairly stressful week, water samples back, we’ll leave that for a different kind of race. Work, closing, etc. I decided on Friday I needed to “escape”. I told my environmental consultant if that didn’t work I was going to get drunk. She thought that was funny. She also thought the toxins may better help me fight off the other toxins.
So I escaped. I worked and then I ran away to the North to Isle De Bois. It’s the very first ride I have done there since I broke my jaw. I haven’t been there in a half a year. It’s my favorite place in the whole world. It’s been so long I didn’t even know I had to renew my States Park Pass.
I was slow as molasses, but that’s OK, bike’s not my focus right now.
I’m back.
I had more skill and confidence on the bike than I have ever had. My balance was good. I rode sections I don’t usually ride when I”m alone. I dabbed the usual stuff. Walked stuff, not because I was scared or didn’t feel like I could make it, simply to be safe. That was different.
What I realized is that is what God has me here doing. Riding my Mountain Bike. That’s what God’s purpose is for me. To ride, and to ride with God. I recognized that God is with me every step of the way. That the energy of all things glides me through everything and that all I have to do is trust and not doubt.
We all have a gift, mine is the mountain bike and how I give that to the world. And I do a damn good job at it too.
I made no mistakes, I was smooth, like butter. I’m sure the off road running is helping, it’s easier for me to unweight and get over stuff. I just pick myself up over stuff like if I’m running.
To recognize and know and accept what my divine plan is makes life a different playing field. It’s been there all along, I just needed to accept it. And now I have, and I have confidence in every movement that I do.
I took Saturday off. Not really, I unloaded 12 bags of mulch, carried them across the yard, and 1.5 pallets of rock. That 50 pounds x 75 bags. That’s a lot of schlepping. I call that active recovery. And then, I just wanted to hold my end of my promise to take the monkeys shopping for shoes. No not that kind of girly shopping. Their tennis shoes were falling apart, so I bought them new ones.
I swim Lake Travis on Saturday, it will be a big swim and I don’t want to let me team mates down so I’m planning a full taper. Today I only ran 12.5 miles. In 1:58. I kept forgetting that I was supposed to be running fast, so that kind of slowed me down.
Tomorrow I will swim somewhere around a 4000.
At the end of every day I’m always so grateful, tomorrow is a brand new day.