yesterday was a run up the west side to 110 and back. the harlem hill is brutal. the same hill that made me laugh and cry on my bike saturday morning turned my knees into jelly last night. brutal. a tiny rock inside my left sock caused just enough irritation to take my mind off my knee pain. i actually laughed on the way back and asked myself why i'm doing this. at this point, with ten weeks left to go, i'm too far involved to turn around. yes, i'm over the hump and more than fully committed. though really all i want to do is ride. L and are i going to an info session in a few weeks for women riders. i know it won't really happen, i'm not becoming a 5 am rider- but the idea of riding more is intriguing and i'm on the way to being addicted. seriously, how did this happen? what happened to my wannabe couch potato days? what happened to mornings spent brunching, not riding and running? i'm smiling as i type because i love the athletic me. i'm kinda fun this way and i have a whole new swagger when i hobble round the office which causes SEO to tease me. but its all worth it.
$200 to go until i reach my fundraising goal!!!
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