Recovery Ride: Cranking out the bad gunky

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Recovery Ride:  Cranking out the bad gunky

 

OMG!  I was so pissed off today.  It happens ya know.  Sometimes you just have bad, busy mornings.  Today was one of those mornings.  To make things worse for the third week in a row I missed my Tuesday swim.  I am starting to wonder what the pool even looks like.  Sometimes shit happens and well what you have to go do is get your bike out and crank out a ride.

 

Today was an angry ride.  I geared into big ring in the front and my small rings in the back and just took out some frustration on the bike.  It was FUCKING great too.  I didn’t go to hard.  12 miles in an hour.  The Coospo doesn’t lie.  It is just what I needed was to get out of the house and exercise the body and as I did that, the mind opened as well. 

 

As I came around the final stretch of the ride, I realized that I was in the right with most of my frustrations.  That I was sitting in a good spot.  That I just had to work out the bad gunky.  I have to stop doubting myself.  Stop sweating the small stuff and just keep trying to make things better.  In the end that is all we can do.  Then when the stress or ideocracy round you gets to much, just take the bike out and crank it out.

 

I do need to figure out when I can get back to my swimming routine.  I do miss it.  I am just having so much fun on the bike right now.  Which reminds me ride two on the fancy Italian seat, much better on my ass.  It is still really sore, just didn’t hurt as bad on the bike today.  Tomorrow will be the real test.  As for the pool.  Love it, but hard to get too.  Also, the Tour is a month away and then probably will get more serious about the pool again.  It isn’t as if I don’t pivot and get the right amount of exercise in when I miss a day.  That reminds me I have a few other things to do on my two do list, that I got to find time for, but I will worry about that later for now, just feeling good that I am getting movement in and feeling great doing it. 


I am also glade that exercise never fails to help me get rid of the bad gunky.  All the bs we have to deal with in our day to day lives.  I mean exercise is really my drug of choice and I never really thought I would feel that way, but I do.  It never fails to clear me from anger, rage, annoyance, doubt, self depreciation and the list goes on and on.  I never want to be sedentary again in my life.  I want to move, I want to live. 


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