The road to recovery
“I can accept failure, everyone fails at something. But I can’t accept not trying.”
– Michael Jordan
Tonight was the first night in 14 days that I able to exercise. I right royally screwed up my legs so badly that I’ve been struggling to walk properly. Just finishing a work day has been completely draining me. I haven’t had any energy to do anything outside of work except for rest. My hopes of smashing the San Mirinda Gran Fondo on the 22nd August have completely gone out of the window. I’ve just been patiently waiting to heal well enough to start rehab.
I injured myself ridiculously jogging.
In hindsight it wasn’t wise doing a 5 km jog after not having jogged for years. I had to try it. The weather this winter has been atrocious, and I needed to look for alternative training methods. Once my baby comes along I will no longer have the time to ride as long as I have. Really need to have a way to keep fit with a heck of a lot less time on my hands. What really screwed myself up was that 204 km ride I did a fortnight ago.
I clearly hadn’t healed well enough to do that, and I felt good up until 150 km point. Really I should have ridden to my health, not to the numbers. That ride screwed me up. At the time I knew it was a gamble to get myself into shape for the San Mirinda Gran Fondo. Instead I destroyed all hope of a top 3 finish.
Yes this winter has been a write-off. But at least I am fortunate to say that I was still able to do some amazing rides along the way.
I’ve been patient. Its nice to know that once you have the base level fitness it isn’t that hard to get back to a certain level. Once I can get back on the bike my recovery will be quick. I’ve been telling myself that for the last 14 days.
I was really happy just to be able to do half an hour on the indoor trainer. Hopefully do some more rehab work tomorrow, and then get back on the bike Sunday. Two weeks lost. Two weeks of pain.
They say that a journey of a thousand km’s, starts with a single pedal stroke………
It has begun.