Monday, June 09, 2014
There's a song from the late disco era that the only thing I can remember from it is the chorus: "Back to life, back to reality" over & over. It seems to go through my head the day after an accomplishment (my first du, my first tri, my first 65-roses ride).
Today is no different.
I ate like crap this weekend, and I'm paying for it. My weight is up four pounds in two days, and because my body fat percentage is higher, I cannot tell myself it's just extra water and I'm really well hydrated. My shoulders are sunburned, and sunburns make me sleepy: who needs that on a Monday morning? I'm tired. My foot hurts. I need to suck down the coffee, expend a little effort to find a lunch that is healthy, put on a suit, go to work.
Back to life, back to reality. Back to life, back to reality.
I'm often inspired by the amazing struggles professional or Olympic athletes persevere through: Marilou Retton sticking the landing on a broken ankle. Tyler Hamilton riding the Tour de France with a broken collarbone and horrific saddle sores - he even won a stage in the Pyrenees Mountains on a solo breakaway that year. Thomas Voeckler's defense of the yellow jersey in the first mountain stage of the 2003 Tour, agony etched in his face. Team Novo Nordisk, a professional cycling team made up entirely of riders with Type 1 diabetes.
The thing is, those folks all have massage therapists and chiropractors to put them back together at the end of the day. They have chefs to prepare their meals. They have coaches to help pull them through the rough spots.
You and me? We have each other.
So get out there, Everyday Athletes. Plan your healthy meals for the week. Schedule your workouts between work and family responsibilities. Be an inspiration for that co-worker who thinks, "If she can do this, what's my excuse?" Be a role model for your kids, or the kids walking to school who you pass on your bike commute or morning run.
We'll all be here, cheering you on, through the mundane and the exhilarating. Through life.