Spring fever hit hard and I took the day off yesterday to garden, run, and bike. I'm practicing the balancing act and decided it made sense to dedicate ½ day to each so yesterday morning was in the garden and yesterday after noon was pedaling and running. The run was first and went ok. It was a steady 5.20 mile tempo run at maybe a 10:15-10:30 mph pace (not sure on that). I took a real short 20 minute break to chat with my neighbor, then hopped on the bike. "Damn!" I thought. Why is it so hard to pedal? Why are my legs like lead? Why am I going so slow? Why do I feel like I have to get off and push on a hill I've ridden a thousand times? "It's because you have a very fat ass Jill… you gained enough of weight that it now affected your bike riding and you've turned into a true-blue slug. Yes, you were sluggish before, but now it's worse and you're really, really going to embarrass all your friends. What are you going to do now you pig? Go eat some bread maybe?? Don't forget to slather on the butter nice and thick. "
I'm devastated. This was my first road ride of the year. All I could take of the torture was an hour and yes, the hills really were that bad. No amount of trainer riding at an average heart rate for hours on end is going to get my ass up a hill at a semi-decent pace come spring time. It's now or never… either drop the cheese and flab or park my butt in a kayak seat and forget about it. I hate being 50. The trade-off for no-more-periods is a couple extra pounds that DO make a difference on the bike. It sucks.
4 comments:
I think you are being WAY TOO hard on yourself! If it makes you feel any better I gained back those 2 pounds I lost.
blah blah blah! you just RAN before getting on the bike! the transition is rough! don't worry about it. go try a ride without running your guts out beforehand and see how you feel! it's freakin' March! you'll be fine! you're being silly!
I've had 3 desserts so far this morning--i'm embracing my phatitude! :) Seriously, just spin and enjoy the fact that you can get outside and do so! It will be slow going for a while...it WILL get better!!!
My dear hubby had to remind of my 3 hours of gardening in the morning...turning manure for compost, digging/turning the soil/compost in the asparagus patch, cutting off the raspberry canes and picking them up and ditching them, and lugging a couple wheelbarrow loads of well-rotted horse manure from a distant (100 yards downhill) pile my dad started for me. At one point, I felt like Rocky training in the mountains. I'm such a ninny. Yes, its no wonder I felt like total crap after 4 strenuous hours of a "workout."
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