My winter campaign took another blow this week. I had the stupid idea of going jogging on my lunch break on Thursday. It was a surprise that I could jog 5 km at a good pace after not jogging for years. I woke up the next day to discover that I had torn a muscle in my left calf, both Quadraceps. Plus several other soft tissue injuries throughout my legs.
I had trouble walking and was limping badly Friday. After 3 weeks of really bad weather, to do this when the weather finally turned good was…….
I was in no shape to ride for the weekend. After spending hours stretching Friday night. Then sitting in a hot bath for over 2 hours hoping to get my body right, but to no avail. I was still in pain and limping. With a ride planned the next day, I should have pulled out.
But that’s not a thing I would do lightly. ;00
When I woke up at 5:00 am in pain and should have gone back to bed. I figured I could at least drive out to say hi to the boys. Then maybe to a really light ride to test the legs. Stryder didn’t show so I said to Matt if he was o.k to just ride really slowly I could see what I could do.
Thankfully the muscles which were torn weren’t riding muscles. I could ride, albeit slowly. I had no power, but could freely pedal. Every now & again my body would remind me how it was feeling when I’d get a massive stab of pain.
When we set out it was a warm 3.5 degrees. I’m using the word warm as the mercury plummeted. The further north we traveled to Coldstream the colder it got. Finally dipping to a chilly minus 1.3 degrees. Matt made a comment as to why it was called Coldstream….
Given the circumstances I was glad I rode as the scenery was simply stunning and was yet another glorious sunrise to watch. I was hurting, & knew I’d be hurting a lot worse after but enjoyed the moment.
We rode close to 40 km, & it only averaged 1 degree overall.
The question I’m facing is how quickly I can bounce back from this set-back and get over this hurt and start focusing on the San Mirinda Gran Fondo which is a little over 4 weeks away.
I suggested Matt go fro his first ever 150km ride today, and he nailed it. He did it in style climbing one of the hardest climbs in the Dandenong’s; Old Coach Road in the process.
Here is a link to his Strava Activity here. He deserves quite a few Kudos for this effort:
I was getting lunch on the way home, and a little kid said aloud; “mummy, why is that man walking funny?”. Gotta love the honesty of children. I was lucky to be able to get a couple of hours sleep in the afternoon which took away a fair bit of the pain. Will I ride tomorrow…….