Mileage Recap ~ 19 – 25 August….Age Is Just A Number ~ Or So I’m Told

Happy Sunday my fellow 11315ians!  Hmmm, I thought that would sound much cooler when I read it aloud, but hey I’m going with it.  As you can probably see, I am far behind in my blogging.  It is November and I’m just now talking about August.  And just to show you how lazy my collective blogging skills are at the moment, this should be the big post ~ the Reston Century.  Alas, I will have to get that on the next round as I try to pull those tidbits of adventure from my brain.  I’m reading “get your Sh*t together” by Sarah Knight.  Maybe there will be something in there I can use to stop dallying with the unimportant sh*t in life and get down to brass tacks.

My Nana used to have this magnet on her fridge that said “screw” the golden years.  Every time I would open the fridge I’d see the magnet and get a slight case of the vapors and thoughts of oldness would swim through my mind as I would contemplate….. is it really that bad, does it really suck?  Sometimes she would walk in the kitchen and I would question “screw the golden years” she would look at me in the eyes and laugh then promptly say yes.  I was in my teens at the time and would collectively sigh a breath of relief as I looked in the bathroom mirror checking to see if any wrinkles were starting to show up…no…everything on the body seems to be, uh, in place…whew!  Ok, ok good I still have time. Fast forward and I am now 52.  For the most part, I don’t feel my age.  I have a few pains every now and again, but all is well in Laurel Land.

But something funny happens when you segway from your 40s to your 50s.  You start hearing the battle cry ~ age is just a number!  Some people say it so vehemently that I feel hmmm what are you trying to tell me?  Almost like I need to do something really bold, just so I can say…hell yes, it is a number bitches ~ watch as I jump out this window head first!  Yeah!  That’s what I’m talkin’ bout.  Age, don’t got nothing on me…can someone please get me an Aleve™ as this sh*t will surely hurt in an hour.

Has there been some slowing…meh sure, but it hasn’t been that bad.  I like to look at it as a state of mind.  I’m WINNING!!!  Some people if you mention age they just get crazy, it seems to happen at 48.  You’re getting closer to 50 and there is a bit of panic, but you’re not full blown crazy yet.  You see it on the horizon and you’ll be dammed if you go gentle into that good night. Hell no, someone get me a Tik Tok account STAT!

Getting older is grace, elegance, humor, joy and experience all rolled up into a tight little California roll.  Get them chopsticks and dig in…because something tells me the last half is going to go faster than the first half.  It’s the way of things.

During this week in August I did some heavy mileage because of the Century.  As I said earlier that recap is coming.  I was able to get  120.17 miles with 4008.84 miles gratefully remaining.  I went out for a walk today and Fall is slowly making it’s way to Winter.  There was a slight breeze in the air; leaves were dancing on the air as I took this 52 year old body out for a walk.  52 isn’t bad ~ I’ve lived 21 years longer than my mother did.  Guess I would say it’s pretty damn awesome.  Be well, be happy and celebrate the lines and the changes.  Happy Miles to You!!

 

Life Is Good and I Am Grateful

Hello friends, as they say it’s been a while.  Yesterday, I turned another year older.  I am 52.  I have been busy gathering up those miles and now I need to calculate them up and tell you all of the delicious adventures and stories.  There are many.

It’s starting to get cold here in NOVA and cycling will definitely slow down a bit, but I’m still running with the baton.  Stand by….

Century Ride Prep…So, This Is Happening…

Tomorrow will be my second Century ride and needless to say it doesn’t really matter if I’m ready or not…it’s happening.  I’m a bit exhausted, but I feel ready.  I went to pick up my packet at The Bike Lane on Thursday and it had all of the standards ~ complimentary garments (socks) a wristband instead of a number (interesting) and samples of Hammer™ electrolyte tabs (we’ll see).

You’ll notice that there are gloves and a helmet included.  That didn’t come with the packet, that was a needed impulse buy.  Now I’m off to prep my bike and pick up some last minute items.  Happy Miles to You!!

 

 

Mileage Recap ~ 8 – 14 July…Every Day is a Winding Road

Happy Sunday my friends!  As my Century ride approaches ~ I am keeping the faith and moving forward with training.  I normally train by myself, but every now and again I have a riding buddy join me.  I have found that when my buddy joins me, those hills seem to be easier to climb.  I’ve thought about this a lot and my prognosis is that neither one of you wants to show the other you can’t make it up the hill, so a buddy makes it easier!  Ha!  It has to be it.  So maybe training with a partner is the best option.  It leaves the mind clear or at least that is my take on the situation.

I continue to gain a little bit of mileage every day ~ when I can.  Sometimes life just gets in the way but every week I keep chipping away and I just love to see that Total Miles Completed number go up and up.  It’s exciting!

I went out to Prince William Forest Park for my long ride this weekend.  My goal was to do three loops and three series of hills without freaking out or stopping.  Not really focusing on too much distance, but the quality of the ride.  There you go ~ quality not quantity.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.  I went for three laps starting at a point closer to the entrance of the loop.  Not quite the 10 mile loop but just focusing on the hills.  I did three laps and made it up all hills for a total of 9.  Felt good and I’m ready for next weeks long ride.  I was able to get some running miles in too.  The weather hear has fluctuated a bit from hot and humid to warm and an nice breeze.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Climbing those hills was a bit easier this weekend.  I just concentrated on my breathing and taking my time.  I didn’t stress or worry.  Seems to be a winning combo when I can do it right.  Feeling powerful….  Hope this post finds you in a good way this Sunday.  I have completed 6876.27 miles with 4438.73 gratefully remaining.  Life is good.  Life is beautiful.  Life is what you make it and how you see it.  Happy Miles to You!!

“life’s like an hourglass glued to the table…just breathe”

 

 

 

 

 

Mileage Recap ~ 3 – 9 Jun…I Fear

Hello and Happy Sunday.  You know what that means ~ another blog update!  So, lets all take a deep breath in and let out a collective sigh, that this is happening ya’ll.

Fear comes in many different forms depending on the situation involved.  That’s a really big news flash for you and it doesn’t take a Psychiatrist to charge you a $100.00/hr. to figure that one out.

The fear of a test, water, bugs, planes, crowds or dangerous events…the list is vast.

Merriam Webster defines fear as  “anxiety and usually loss of courage. fear of the unknown dread usually adds the idea of intense reluctance to face or meet a person or situation and suggests aversion as well as anxiety.”

Ooh, the loss of courage.  That just sounds bad, but alas, tis true.  The loss of strength and courage to complete or face a task.  Damn…that sounds real bad.

Fear can have a positive effect such as fleeing a burning building.  But for many, fear causes anxiety and plays on our inability to understand unknown events.  Therefore, we fear unnecessarily before the outcome is really understood or known.

What yellow brick road am I taking you down this time you ask ~ hills of course.  You know those beautiful tree lined things in the forest or whatever rural area you’d like to wrap your head around tonight.

I fear hills.  Or better ~ I fear my inability to get up the hills.  Or better yet ~ I fear my inability to get up the hills and fall.  There…now we get to the crux of the situation.  The final outcome has three possibilities 1) I get up the hill, 2) I’m able to unclip in time and walk up the hill, 3) I am convinced I am Wonder Woman and therefore find out otherwise and fall on the hill.

This weeks training ride was to be around 40 miles.  I drove out to Prince William Park early Saturday morning, the weather was great and I was in the mood to ride.  I could tell in the first 10 miles this wasn’t going to be an easy ride.  I was a little winded and frankly a little tired this week.  Then it became mental and fear set in or should I say anxiety.  When I reached mile marker 7 I actually started feeling a sense of dread, because I knew what was coming at mile 8.  This was fear, I was already thinking in my mind that I wasn’t going to be able to climb three consecutive hills for two miles, much less do it three more times.  Even though I had done it the previous week.  I had no idea what the outcome would be, but I was already thinking the worst.  I was thinking about unclipping, I had the fear that I was going to fall.  Riders know the pain from that one.  If you’ve never clipped into pedals on a bike, it’s a sobering experience.  Everybody falls.  That is the mantra.  But….it’s scary.  Trying to unclip when the shit hits the fan…is well scary.  Must I say it again?  Yes…it’s tres mui.  And falling…hurts.  I have had anxiety of falling since, well, my last fall.

I pass the 8 mile marker and immediately I’m in a dark zone of anxiety.  I round this corner after descending feeling all soulful, then the bike Gods thunder ~ “God giveth…and he taketh away”!  Oh yeah, he took it away ~ that feeling of riding down a hill, green trees lining the street, wind in your face, creek on the side of the road and the beware of bears sign….yeah good times.  I round that corner and it hits you in the face.  It doesn’t even kiss you first.  It’s just like…let’s get to the good stuff.  This was the first one.  Let’s call it, baby.  I manage to make it up this one, heart pounding out of my chest.  My eyes look like that kid from the Little Rascals.   I’m even practicing getting out of my seat.  I make it up, but there is no smile on my face.  Then there is a teaser hill to follow.  No one likes a tease.  You descend a bit then there is a little climb…then Papa hill is right around the corner waiting for you.  Kind of like when you were a kid and acted up at school, you knew that Papa would be waiting at the door with the belt to give your ass another go when you got home for slapping another kid at school.  Southerners will know exactly what I’m taking about.  Well, lets just say ~ my ass got beaten in a major way.  Halfway up the hill I was done.  I wasn’t even going to try it, because I was so afraid of falling.  Even unclipping was hard (especially if you try to do it ascending) and I began to panic a bit.  I unclipped and did the walk of shame up the hill.  I was mentally done for the day.  I then made the plan to just ride back and forth and avoid the major hills.  Wasn’t even gonna try the Momma hill.  No.

The only way to get around this can be with more practice and mental clarity.  I love the mental challenge that cycling gives me, but as you can see I have a long way to go.  Challenge accepted 🙂  It’s just one of those things I’m going to have to get past.  Focusing and being present would have helped too.  My mind was too busy concentrating on something that didn’t even happen or may not have happened.  The fall.  This can happen in every day life.  Wasting so much energy on the unknown.  Courage in all ways….

Ok, squirrel moment ~ what happened to the spell check on WordPress, anyone know?

Back…I have continued to gain miles for 9 straight days.  I had 60.20 miles for the week with my long ride coming to 22.87.  I have 4662.78 miles waiting for me to grow a backbone.  A few pics from the week:

Because sweaty selfies are so good….

You didn’t think I wouldn’t post trees?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week’s song is by the Toadies.  Awesome and describes this week perfectly….

“When I’am away….come on in, yeah”

Mileage Recap ~ 27 May – 2 June…The Daily Grind

Happy June!  The year is going way too fast.  I can’t believe it’s already June.  As I write this blog it seems like I have been here so many times before over the years.  The miles are slowly lessening as the years pass by.  The changing of the seasons and I keep moving forward.

I have been using my new Vivoactive for about a week now and I really like the way it handles.  It does a lot of what the old one did, but easier to activate etc.  More streamlined.

The exciting news this week is I have formally registered for the 2019-37th Annual RBC (Reston Bike Club) Century on 25 August.  Interesting that this is being held in a extremely hot and humid month instead of October.  Hmmm…I guess that will add to the challenge.  I have begun training with my longest ride being 60 miles.  As I mentioned in my last post I have moved away from training on the W&OD trail to Prince William Park.  Less people and more of a challenge.  I will continue to update on my training progress.

I have been trying to do a little something something every day.  Miles that is and I’m on a three day run.  Let’s see how long I can keep it going.  It’s warm now so rain or shine I should be able to get out and buy some asphalt.

Some pics from the week:

Greasy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week’s long ride was out on the Mt. Vernon trail and came to 19.97 – lol.  Just couldn’t stand to go an extra .03.  Hey it’s where the trail ended and the watch went “click”.  Like I said before, let it go.  Clock it, log it, move on.  Rolling in some old miles earned on April 7th came to 4.81.

Today I went back out to Mt. Vernon Trail and laid down 6.03 walking miles.  The body is feeling good and my faith is exceptional.  I was able to complete 38.43 for the week with 4722.98 miles gratefully remaining.  Today on my walk, the trees are all filled in with the many spectrum of greens, the air weighed heavy with humidity and there was a slight breeze blowing.  My soul is at ease and I hope yours is too…Happy Miles to You!!  This brought me peace today as I was walking.  Such a beautiful song: