Must… pull… myself… out…

It has been a hard week.  I started out the week pretty weak.  Saturday’s ride took a bit more out of me than I thought.  Probably it set the stage for what happened next.

Monday I did manage to pull myself onto the bike.  However, it wasn’t because I had the overwhelming desire to do it.  Tuesday I drove all the way to Donaldson Center and then sat arguing with myself whether I would ride or not.

I went out for a lap.  Normally when I don’t feel like riding and I get on the bike, my attitude changes.  That happened Monday night, but not Tuesday.  The desire to do all four laps at Donaldson just wasn’t there.

Ahhhhh, later Tuesday and Wednesday morning it became more apparent why I was feeling this way.  There is a change coming in the air and with it my sinus issues.  My head had that heavy feeling with the occasional ice-pick up the nose pains. I slept from about 2PM to 5PM that afternoon.

It isn’t like I’m sneezing or have a runny nose.  It is just this feeling of weight pushing in on my head with a slight dull ache.  Ever once in a while I get that sharp pain as well.  Mostly, I just catch myself stareing at the wall or computer screen with a blank mind.

My guess is that Saturday did weaken me and cause my body not to be able to fight it off.  Probably had I been fully recovered, I wouldn’t be having these issues.  All I know is that it has left me totally unmotivated.

Last night I thought I would just go out for a spin.  Even the thought of getting my equipment together caused my mind to rebell.  I ended up staying inside.

I have this feeling that I am sliding into a pit.  The longer I go without getting on the bike the more I slide.  Of course, no way could I lose fitness that fast!  I just realize that the season isn’t over for me – plus one month from today I leave on the ride to Austin.  I’ve got hundreds of miles still to go before November!

Hopefully, I’ll get some good rest this weekend and start the process of crawling out of my hole.  Must… not… succumb… must… pull… myself… out…

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About Jonathan Pait

Jonathan started riding mountain bikes in the early 1990s. After discovering the ride can start at the end of his driveway, he moved to the road in 2006. Little did he know that first pedal stroke would lead him on an adventure that has become much larger than the bicycle.