BIKE: about 35miles in 2.5hrs.
What a mental f-up of a day. In a perfect day, I would have swam at Master's then again at NT, then a bike ride, then a brick run. A perfect day, not so much.
I missed Masters, which was OK because I still had the NTOWS option. Besides, an OWS was one of my goals for the week. But between dropping the DH off at the airport and waiting for the ows to start, I lost ALL motivation. I sat in the truck, watching the wind and light rain, and hoping this wind and light rain would move on like the radar suggested it would.
It didn't.
So by the time 8am rolled around I was cold, tired, hungry, stiff, and not in the mood. Really? I drove all the way out, packed all the gear, and planned my day around this, and now I don't want to do it?!? It was all mental. All mental.
It wasn't that cold. It wasn't that windy. Regardless, I was shivering. Yet I felt like a wussie-girl, wrapped in my coat and some extra towels to stay warm. I didn't feel better until I'd decided once and for all that I wasn't going to SBR this morning. So I went home. Still guilt-ridden, but happier with this decision.
But I did get the ride in later, indoors. I was happier watching the rain through the window.
I spent a lot of time thinking about this: What in the end caused the fail on my end? I've ridden in rain before. I love running in the rain. I had food with me. I didn't have warm clothes though, just arm warmers. But I would have warmed up. So what happened?
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