Quicksand

It’s amazing how I let my thoughts get the best of me. I start to doubt my preparedness, my ability, and my heart, and the next thing you know the fear creeps in. Then I get stuck in the fear, and the more I fight it without taking action, the worse it gets and the deeper I sink…like quicksand. It started with my thinking about the climbs on the upcoming trip and wondering if I was capable of making them.

So I took some action. I got up and went on a ride. Every time I came to the end of a road where I had an option of going uphill or not, I took the hill. Little by little, crank by crank, I made them all. Now, I didn’t break any land speed records, but I got to the top. I’ll tell you some good stuff too…there is nothing like the ride down after a trip to the top.

I also started laying out the supplies for the trip. I now have a dining room table filled with the equipment I will need. I love seeing it there. It motivates me. Only a few more items left on the list. It’s really coming together now.

I added the handlebar bag this weekend as well. My friend helped me redo my brakes so that the lines go through the brackets and don’t hinder my braking ability. Pretty important for the ride down the mountain.  Then he helped me mount the headlight back on that I broke while attaching the bag.

It looks like a great week for riding here in the Star City… I look forward to making another trip to the top of Mill Mountain this week as well.