In the last two days, I've biked twenty good miles after work and it's almost medicinal in how good I feel afterwards. Trashed and exhausted but in a good way.
Physically, I've broken through the 240 pounds I've weighed forever and am in the lower 230s. The suckage is wardrobe: my work clothes are too big and I hate shopping for clothes. I suppose it's a good problem to have.
Mentally, the rides are cathargic and help clean out the mental poisons if only because I'm too whupped to think about anything other biking (during) and sleep (after).
As warned, I am getting bored with this blog and may delete it soon. For now, I'll post only when something unusual happens.
No comments:
Post a Comment