Lately I've felt like such a Debbie Downer, constantly questioning and over thinking even the most simple things. I wasn't able to train for a few weeks and began to wonder if I could ever catch up or even worse, if I'd be able to finish the race with only seven more weeks to go. This in addition to the preexisting concern over fund raising and I began to lose hope. My vision was obviously skewed.
After some encouraging chats with my Team in Training coordinator, I began to see the light again. I bravely went to my Saturday group workout this past weekend expecting the worst but hoping for the best (which for me was that I make it through the training without passing out or throwing up...) Now, I'll be completely honest and confess that I did not ride the monstrous hills with the rest of the team but stayed on the smaller hills, which my coach laughingly called "The Flats." It was challenging enough for me without trying to overdue it. I did three loops on the trail which came out to about 18 miles, then I ran about 3 miles... It felt great to be out there again! Funny how a little exercise could lift your spirits!
Thank you God for endorphins- the natural pick me up :) Goodbye DD, I don't plan to see you again in a very very long time!
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