One small conquest
Thursday, August 27, 2015
one HUGE BATTLE!
I've been glaring at that stationary bike every day since I made Joe rush out in the rain one Saturday so we could pick it up... In late June.
We've had a love/hate relationship. I love thinking of getting on it and hitting my usual 19-21mph pace. Then reality tells me "not gonna happen. You're starting over with baaaad bodily damage."
Reality usually pisses me off so I bury myself in another project, including shaving the dog for goodness sake!!
But today I decided that since I got up with Joe at 4am & put on my workout clothes I was damn well going to get sweaty in them. So I sidled up to the bike, jumped on, selected a random program for 20 minutes & did what I could.
I'm refreshed to see that I stayed over 15mph almost all the time. I almost enjoy stinking with a really good exercise sweat again, although I prefer sweating on the ocean in our boat as I lounge around sunning & Joe catches shark. Those are the days HE gets a workout. I did do a little net-work with the sharks this past week since I was feeling "spry". But I've been feeling it all week!
My hips now work again with the help of serious steroid injections, and the beat of Credence Clearwater Revival reminds me why I do this... FOR ME.
So no more excuses. Time to literally get back on the bike, put my ears on, hit the GET OFF YOUR ARSE playlist which will never run out of songs, and pedal myself to someplace where pain doesn't keep me in bed 18 hours a day.
Watch out world, soon this walking stick will be merely for protection and not balance. To all my SparkBuddies, thank you for not forgetting about me. This past year has been UGLY!! But I feel changes coming...
(I've got my eye on a wedding dress I need to look fabulous in!!)
Proud Mary Kept Me Burnin'
Peace & Long Live Love,