Wednesday, July 10, 2013
This past Sunday I rode about 32 miles on a very hilly route. We outran a big white dog who apparently had a vendetta against bikes, and we maintained an average pace of 15.7mph, which was pretty spectacular considering I've never ridden that distance before and the hills were pretty killer.
And while there were a few times that I really wanted to get off the freaking bike and walk up the hill already, I didn't. And I felt awesome by the time we finished. Tired, yes. But pretty amazingly awesome.
The good news is that while I am still stressed (see the previous blog post), I am not currently turning to junk food to deal with it. I'm glad I was able to recognize the issue and move on. I know it won't be the last time I face it, but I am hopeful that as time goes on, that will become less of a demon for me to face. I think the fact that I'm able to actually see it in the midst of the stress is a huge step forward.
Yesterday, a combination of PMS and stress had me craving a run to the vending machine, but I was able to recognize the fact that I was not physically hungry, I was emotionally hungry. And I reached out for help.
Anyhow, running last night helped, and I expect spin class tonight will do a lot for my mood too. I tend to feel a pretty good rush of "happy" for quite a while after a really sweaty spin class. Bring on the spin bike! I'm ready.