(note: scroll down a few pages if you want to read Part 1 or Part 2)
April 20th: Day 5
Tuesday was sunny but still a bit chilly. Sleeves, knee warmers and a vest were required. An hour and a half loop. Nothing outstanding to brag about except that the word pain didn’t even cross my mind during the entire time. Knowing that just a few days prior to that ride I was aching like crazy and could barely turn the legs, there is, after all, something memorable about this ride. In fact, being pain-free is an unforgettable feeling!
Oh, that and maybe the entire kilometre we had to do in the old dirt road…Maybe Mr.Garmin thought we had our cross bikes?!
April 21st: Day 6
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain! Perfect timing for a perfect day off!
- Grande Americano
- Reading, lots of reading
- Dinner at Hank’s Smoke House; famous for its smoked chicken and fries
- And yes, I did have some brownies…with ice cream!
April 22nd: Day 7
Run Forest Run!
I love dogs; you all know that, right? I’ve got a thing for black ones…
But when I’m on my bike, I am sooo afraid of them! I totally freeze when one chases me. Instead of splashing water in their face or sprinting, I slow down and scream. Like this is gonna help! It drives Pat nuts when I react like that but I can’t help it.
Anyhow, on yesterday’s ride, we were chatting along the way when a black furry animal came out of nowhere. While I was screaming, Pat was trying to calm me down by saying that the hairy creature actually looked friendly. I’m sorry but when I’m riding my bike and a dog (perceived as a wild animal) is running next to my ankles, the word friendly is not the first one that comes to my mind! I was facing a vicious killer. I kept on going, slowly, scared that he would cut me off, waiting to feel his teeth grabbing my feet.
Pat wasn’t paying attention to the road and we ended in a dead end. Ah. I had to put my feet down and face the enemy. I looked down to my left: a Boarder Collie. I’m petrified by a Boarder Collie! Common. Out of breath, he looked like he was even smiling at me! In any other circumstance, I would bend down and pet him but at that time, since I didn’t want the chase to start over, I showed no affection. I wanted him to be gone. Go home dog, goooooo! He came closer and tried to kiss me. He liked us! Noooo. This didn’t look good. The only option to get rid of him was obviously to sprint him out.
Was I ready for it? No. Did I have a choice? No. I took Pat’s wheel, got into a fairly good speed and kept on going. Sprinting wasn’t enough; our little Forest was still hanging on. I could feel my legs burning, praying for no hills. We were actually going downhill, false flat. This wasn’t a sprint, it was a TT. And it was fun…For the 3 of us! No way was he gonna surrender.
We ended up at a fork and we knew we had to stop to make sure we were going the right way. When we got there, a herd of cows came running towards us, wondering what the hell was going on! While Pat checked his Garmin, Forest just lied in the middle of the street, waiting for the TT to start over.
A few minutes of rest and we took off. Same strategy; hang in Pat’s wheel as long as you can. Finally, we crossed a road where 2 pick-ups were waiting to go. Forest had no other choice than to stop. Since we were way ahead of him, we were safe. Sadly, he watched us go. After 30 minutes, we could finally say “game over”. We had won!
Unfortunately, my back and hip didn’t appreciate the amount of work they had to carry out. They had sent me several signs to my brain but in the middle of all the action, I had decided not to listen to anything. I was pedaling like there were tomorrow! Too much fun. Now I was paying for it…
April 23rd: Day 8
Oh boy. Not an easy day. Was expecting that bitter twist though. I’m sure some of you did too. In French we say: “Je l’ai cherché”. Yep. Pushed a bit too much yesterday. At least I had a good time. So did Forest!! May sound weird but deep down, I’m glad I did. By digging deep inside on the bike, it’s somewhat reassuring to know that’s I still got it; the power is still there, the engine (my heart) is A1, it’s just the body parts that need to be replaced. Any big special on high quality women’s hip at Walmart? I’ll take a small.
In a few words, my Friday at the office:
- Heated brace for my lower back
- Cocktail: anti-inflammatory, muscle relaxants, pain killers
- Lying on my back
- And most important, trying to stay positive which, to be honest, I was unable to do.
Sometimes, when I can’t deal with this back and forth situation, when it’s too much to handle, I allow myself a time out. A few hours of feeling sorry for myself, wishing I could do the things I use to do without having to deal with so many painful consequences. Such a high price to pay.
But after a few hours of dark thoughts, and since I’m a stubborn girl( who loves cycling and who happens to be pretty good at it), I lift my head up high, swallow my pride and continue on this roller coaster emotional journey that I am on.
Wishing all of you a great weekend,