I've taken a couple of days off from training to rest and catch up on other stuff that has been simmering in the background. I needed to organize a bit for a class that I am teaching in the Fall and get materials for a class that I am taking. I am looking forward to both.
I decided I needed to get out today and planned for a short, easy ride. I still felt funky. In fact I knew I was in a really bad place when I seriously thought about how bad I would have to crash on my bike to be out of my next race. Yep, I am living in that sort of reality.
I don't want to race.
I don't want to train.
I feel like big fat out of shape slug.
I feel like my fitness is not improving.
My times are not improving.
My run has completely deteriorated.
I am not feeling any stronger. I feel weaker.
I keep gaining weight.
I want to quit it all.
I want to run away with my family and spend a weekend at the beach.
I want to feel rested and peaceful.
I want my clothes to fit.
So, I'm not sure where to go from here. I have too many commitments in limbo at this point. Maybe I will feel better once life settles down a bit.
I want to be here. |
"Restlessness is discontent and discontent is the first necessity of progress. Show me a thoroughly satisfied man and I will show you a failure."
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