I got on my bike

I'm clawing my way out of the "can't run blues" by cycling early in the morning. It's been colder than I would like, but tolerable. Barely tolerable, but I guess this is what makes me an endurance athlete. I endure the elements. Riding through a little misty drizzle is nothing after sloshing through puddles on some of my longer runs. I am digging into that mindset of "I did X so Y is possible" . The formula of how many miles on a bike is equivalent to running is trickier. The computer says around 2.5miles on a bike is equal to 1 mile on my feet. I'm not sure I completely buy it, but at least I am getting time outside. 

I am starting to sense a difference and feel like the rest is taking hold as my body heals. Is it going to heal fast enough? Two weeks away from marathon day and although I am feeling underprepared as the days tick by I am also feeling more settled into the mindset of what will be will be and I just have to keep giving my best effort. If I fail at my goal I won't fail at giving this training my all. I never thought giving my all would come in the form of not putting miles on my feet and letting recovery take it's course. I am keenly aware of the deep lessons I am learning through this moment. 

This morning my headlight ran out of battery about half way through the ride. Honestly, going down the country roads by the moon light felt uniquely stratifying. At 3am there's hardly any traffic and my rear blinkers and light vest still kept me visible. I'm not sure it would have worked without the moon light and a clear sky. 



Today 20.31 / 1:19:00
Sunday 26.82 / 1:39:58
Saturday 16.48 /1:02:35
Friday12.6 / 50:33







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