Back when…. before I learned how to really play hard on the weekends… Monday’s would be a bit easier to take. I have grown to embrace that they are now called “rest days” but I still have to get up and do the adult work stuff. Today I look… well …. A little like I just rolled out of bed. Every time I go to the bathroom and get a glimpse of myself in the mirror… well it isn’t pretty.
Saturday was an EPIC day for me in several ways. A small group of us rode 71 miles to the Blue Ridge Parkway and back. The miles would not be what would make this ride BIG for me it would be the 8000 feet of elevation gain in climbing that would do it. One section alone goes for close to 10 miles and has an avg. grade of 9% with no let up in sight. To this point I was fine. I was really enjoying this challenge but with each turn up and around the mountain the fog became thicker and the temps had dropped 22 degrees from where we had began.
The plan was to take a celebration picture at the top with everyone but after a minor meltdown on my part I reached the turnaround point and headed back down immediately. The visibility was so bad and it was beginning to rain. With the combination of the roads beginning wet, very little visibility and being cold I had just a bit of drama stirring. This part was way out of my comfort zone for sure…. Still I was doing it and with this I was quietly celebrating my own courage and strength.
We made our way down and stopped to share in some needed calories. Already celebrating in our climb we laughed and enjoyed the day’s events even in the pouring down rain. What an EPIC adventure and measurable gains for both me and Scott! We have just about the best group of core friends that we ride with week after week. I would not take anything for them. Each person brings their own level of ability to the group and encourages each other to keep moving and growing. Truly a blessing!
Later in the day I dipped myself in a ton of bio-freeze and chased a few advil down with a Mango Margarita. Now this is what living life is all about.
I encounter friends of mine that have no clue why Scott and I do what we do week after week. What would seem a chore to some is an amazing adventure to us. In fact, some even express their desire for me to stop. I find this place that they are in to be sad.
For me, I would not change a thing!