Yesterday I had a lousy bike session. It was like being 8 again when all my friends jumped on their bikes and sped off, leaving me in the dust. Everyone else did hill repeats, while I practiced some pretty basic stuff in a parking lot with my coach, Lorrie. It was my first time out on the road, and I freaked out. Kind of like swimming in open water. You can swim comfortably a million times in a pool but still freak out when you first swim in the sea/lake. I guess it's a fear of the unknown. The traffic wasn't bad, but I really had to steady my nerves in the presence of cars zipping past me. :( I'll get over it.
Gau told me something yesterday, which on reflection, is pretty profound, "there's no good or bad workout, only the need for more or less practice". And thus spake the Ultramarathoner.
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Oh honey, I am sorry you had a rough time yesterday. There were lots of cars out there for the time trials, so don't be too hard on yourself. Besides, I didn't see ANY firefighters at the station, so you didn't miss anything. :-P
It was your first time on the road on a relatively new bike!! No worries...you'll get over it in no time at all!! G'luck!!
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