Breaking Up is Hard To Do

This weekend I made a very bold move.  I difficult move. A move that found me eating humble pie which frankly is not all that delicious.  I broke up with sloth.

     Saturday  I went swimming for the first time since before Thanksgiving. My legs cramped everywhere – even my shins.  I had to sit out a 50 of our 500 pull because I needed to catch my breath.   Sunday I went on a bike ride and got dropped (except it was a no drop ride so I was rescued), bonked really hard and struggled mightily to ride 35 miles. I was the last one in. Humbled.

But you know what? I would not trade the opportunity to be able to get back in shape for anything because having the opportunity to eat a little humble pie and suffer a little makes me feel lucky to have a body that is capable. I am healthy and I can do this and that means everything.

I’m looking to break up with not writing, too. It’s a tall order given my job and its somewhat unreasonable demands but I will try to reclaim a couple pieces of my life and get back to what I love – working out with my friends and writing funny stories about it. This one was an admission of gratitude so no humor but stay tuned.

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3 Responses to Breaking Up is Hard To Do

  1. cheryl says:

    Welcome back to the wonderful thing called “training”- you really never quit though, did you?

  2. Juls says:

    I’ve been eating a lot of humble pie these days too. I plan to have a hearty helping on New Years Day. There’s a hill that many cyclists take on each New Years. It’s a nearby hill I last tackled in my 20’s but never on New Years and never all the way to the top. I’m sure I won’t this year either but I want to attempt to go a bit farther than I have in the past (1/2 way). I think my friend, Cindy is game too. Let me know if you’d like to come down my way to take it on.

  3. Julia says:

    If it helps, know that I keep coming to your blog for inspiration 🙂 we’re in the same place as far as getting back in the saddle…

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