Yesterday was the day for my second set of jabs. Today was my second attempt at tackling the hill and I am pleased to announce I did it twice. It's seeming that nothing is impossible with my new found love Aliyah. There is just such a connection between us that I find hard to explain. Maybe it's the fact that I waited so long to get her that has made every ride to date just supremely magical.
I no longer look at the hill as an unattainable goal, but rather I now see it as something I can conquer many times over. And the more I attempt it, I only imagine that I will get better at it.
Reviewing today's ride, the only thing that really sticks out in my mind is the fact that a truck tooted it's horn as it was approaching me. Was that to signal it's impending approach so I could hold on dearly when the gush of wind went past or was it to scare the living daylights out of me. Not sure, but I kind of got the wobbles when he did it as I was so not expecting it. Maybe that's why he did it, just to get a good old chuckle at the newbie (or as Macca likes to call it "Hubbard").
I also tried getting down into the drop bars - slightly awkward at first but I think I managed to look relatively comfortable in such a position. I couldn't hold it for long though as my back is still slightly tender. The injections haven't quite worked their charm this time around which is a bit annoying really. Anyhooo, complaining isn't going to make it any better.
So tomorrow is swim day and Friday is spin class with physio mixed in between it all. Got a phone call from Lisa today checking up on the outcome of my injections. She is so sweet, who else does that. Who else remember's that - I mean it's not like I am her only patient. I feel really blessed that she cares that much about me.
Anyway, looking forward to tomorrow. Looking forward to a good old fashioned swim.
I no longer look at the hill as an unattainable goal, but rather I now see it as something I can conquer many times over. And the more I attempt it, I only imagine that I will get better at it.
Reviewing today's ride, the only thing that really sticks out in my mind is the fact that a truck tooted it's horn as it was approaching me. Was that to signal it's impending approach so I could hold on dearly when the gush of wind went past or was it to scare the living daylights out of me. Not sure, but I kind of got the wobbles when he did it as I was so not expecting it. Maybe that's why he did it, just to get a good old chuckle at the newbie (or as Macca likes to call it "Hubbard").
I also tried getting down into the drop bars - slightly awkward at first but I think I managed to look relatively comfortable in such a position. I couldn't hold it for long though as my back is still slightly tender. The injections haven't quite worked their charm this time around which is a bit annoying really. Anyhooo, complaining isn't going to make it any better.
So tomorrow is swim day and Friday is spin class with physio mixed in between it all. Got a phone call from Lisa today checking up on the outcome of my injections. She is so sweet, who else does that. Who else remember's that - I mean it's not like I am her only patient. I feel really blessed that she cares that much about me.
Anyway, looking forward to tomorrow. Looking forward to a good old fashioned swim.
