My knees are sore today and when I got up I felt my ankle go weak and almost roll to one side in an unnatural way, and that was just getting out of bed. Being out of shape and overweight is really uncomfortable. I'm so fed up with pain, I'm so done with feeling too exhausted to do everything I want to do. It's these moments of despair that can be game changers for people attempting to change their lives. It would be easy to skip a ride, to rest, an easily justifiable day to "heal" up. If I'm completely honest with myself, without this blog and the 30 days of biking, I'm sure I would be taking a day off today. Anybody that's attempted a huge change in their lives, knows these kind of "breaks", they usually lead to an eventual decline in resilience and can signify the end of a fad. As I don't have that option, I'm going to pop a few ibuprofen, ice my ankle and mentally prepare myself for another great day of riding.
Two things I want to mention today, in the spirit of the cycling community at large- a few days ago I discussed getting a tool kit for my bike, a necessity that I have been slowly working on. One of my fellow bloggers was nice enough to put together a post on this subject, so for anyone looking for an economical way to handle road side breakdowns check it out: Basic Budget Tool Kit
Also, another fellow blogger, who has been a source of much support for me, decided to write a piece appropriately named, "You're not alone, Lindsay". Really, I don't know how I ever got so lucky as to have this much support. Visit Jocke's blog here: Carrygo Blog
Today a friend came into town to grocery shop, as we haven't seen each other in a while I rode with her in her truck to the grocery store. Jack must have forgotten how fast vehicles generally go, because he sounded like he was on a thrill ride in the back seat yelling "go, go, go". When we got back to my house we had planned to go riding together, but alas her bike had some unexpected mechanical issues and so Jack and I went for our ride alone. Jack was not a happy boy by any means...
We hadn't been gone long when his mood cheered up, the clouds looked ready to open up and the wind was really blowing, but it was warm and my ankle felt good, so off we went for a rural ride.
We saw lots of baby animals today, it was a very lovely ride. The wind had filled these two little furry friends with energy, they charged the fence line, while mum got a much needed break. In the next field we came across these little darlings!
Jack had been kicking up such a fuss when we were leaving the house that I had left his sweater on the kitchen counter. I had one extra shirt and his rain canopy in my Go-Getter so I wasn't too concerned. Here you can see him yelling "moo" at the goats, after some coaching we had a goaty sounding "baa" off quite nicely. We saw some cows too, but a yapping Chihuahua kept me pedaling.
I thought this bright red hydrant in the middle of an onion field was worth a shot.
So, to summarize the month so far, I'd say that every single day has still been a battle, but that each day it seems a little easier to win. Each day the pedals seem slightly quicker with less effort. Today I saw I was holding 9mph heading East, which is the direction that has a slight incline heading towards the mountains. Prior to today I think I was averaging about 6-7 mph when heading east in town, so that is certainly progress. However, according to the scale, I haven't lost even a pound of weight, which is precisely why one can't allow scales to measure success.