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I am not really sure what the change was this month--possibly the improvement in weather; maybe the week off I took in February--but there has been a total change in my thinking. The change is not just about my training, but life journey as well. I found myself letting go of a few more fears and insecurities, freeing my mind to focus on things and people that really do matter to me.
The challenge was a simple thing to set: in addition to starting to record my calories once more, I set my now-standard 100 mile goal, but I also added a 10 miles of trail walking to the mix just in case the weather turned nasty. Given that I had only ever got close to my goal last October, I was concerned that I had bitten off more than I could chew and that I would fail again. This month I was to prove my fears were unfounded.
One thing that I have wanted to do for ages was to ride out in the back lanes and the open road away from the cycle paths. However, I have been worried about how I would handle the roads and, more importantly, how I would cope with riding up hills. As March’s focus was about growing, I outgrew my fears and headed out onto the open road and straight up the first hill I could find and straight over the top.
I think the only real down point this month was going too long with out a rest week. As a result, 2.5 weeks into the month I hit the wall, so to speak. I was now tired and in need of a break. So I just limped to the end of the week and rested for a week, with a few light rides before picking up the intensity (starting to think about increasing the time and distance).
For the future, I have learned that I have to change my riding patterns and go with two hard weeks, and then a rest week (instead of a 3-1 pattern) and to do 3-to-4 bike workouts a week with a rest day in between to maximise my energy and recovery. Lets face it, I am not as young as I used to be but I will be fitter than I was!
This has been my best months riding in years, let alone since last October.
The challenge has helped me to grow stronger, both physically and mentally. I have seen some of my fears crushed under my tyres and let out triumphant yells as I crest each hill. I am not just talking about those on the road either: to quote Gunnery Sgt Hartman, I am “Born again hard” and I am loving it too.