Here comes the Sun

Finally turned a corner on all the pain and tiredness. I don't feel it as much now, due to monitoring my nutrition before during and after riding. I rode 75 miles one weekend and throughout the week and again this past weekend for a total of 210 miles in one week. Not bad. That's what, nearly half to LA? Granted it won't be that easy but it felt good. I did the day of ride. The first ever fully supported day of the ride. It's supposed to show you what life is like on the ride. We rode from San Francisco to Woodside. I think. I never really know. We get directions but not a map. If that makes sense. So you never really know what town you're in unless you ask. Basically I put my head down and pedal. It was a lot easier that day in one respect, there was always someone to follow. I found throughout the course of training that I was always too fast for the main group and not fast enough for the few in front. Usually those people wanted to ride alone anyway so it makes sense. But there were a lot of times where I circled an intersection waiting for someone from the group to come along. There was even a time in the south bay where I got hopelessly off course and missed a rest stop and then again a turn off that would have saved me 4 miles. Those times weren't my fault, the directions were incorrect. Usually the directions were exact. This was the only time that happened. But still, getting lost after almost 70 miles is like having a weight tied to you. You start to feel all that tiredness creep in. I also noticed that I felt like crying that time. Hmm. It was like being a kid again and getting frustrated about something. I sometimes have those moments. It's rare but they exist.

I had one yesterday as I was trying desperately to find parking near a new chiropractors office. The whole day had been one struggle after another. I finally called the office of the chiropractor and explained that I was already late, couldn't find parking and realizing that this may not happen today. The woman on the other end said this, "Today is your lucky day, " really? "we had a cancellation, why don't you find a spot, go for a little walk, maybe get some coffee and come back here by 5:30?" So I did. Walking around the Marina I felt the sun on my face and accepted the fact that it could be worse. Yes, based on everything I know about myself, my job, my preferences, I'll probably never have a house like the ones in the Marina. I'll probably never be able to buy my mother a little place near me. I will probably always be single. BUT, I can feel the sun on my face. Right then I saw a cupcake place and went in. It could have been worse :)