Light at the End of the Tunnel

It’s 11:00 on a school night. I just got home. Worked, went to PT and then Christmas shopping with Diane.

So the last couple of days I finally have been feeling better. Not 100% but better. I still have some weird pain in my legs and my gluts. (my left ass check). My therapy dude Chris is good, I was asking him to push me a little more and he did. I asked him what the deal with the pool was, He said it was more cardio than anything. I kinda laughed. JJ, who since has left the company would smack me around good, but I felt only 1 out of 3 trips was beneficial. I told him, in the gym is where I suffered more. I needed that. For that I paid, as he really worked me over tonight. My massage was good too. The lady started out weak again, rubbing my shoulders, like this was some kind of spa treatment or something. I need her to really smack me around good. She was happy to bring the pain. This is something you can’t say at Iron Hill, but she worked my ass over good. Literally. She is very nice.

Having been a month since I rode a bike, I have been feeling really stir crazy. Almost not comfortable in my own skin. So I asked Chris, my PT dude, if I could ride this weekend. Much to my surprise he said yes.

Inside my head it was like a thousand choruses singing all at once "halleluiah!" He followed up, nothing crazy, nothing too jarring, don't bomb down any hills. But let's see what happens. If it hurts, stop right away. I'll see you on Monday. Again the chorus sings " halleluiah !"

I know this is just a start, and I have to take it easy. I'm not looking to train. I just want to have the pleasure of carving single track. I want to see the new expert section at white clay. Although I love the process of riding and getting stronger, the joy of the ride is overwhelming this time of year. And I need to ride my bike to feel, well human again.

I have to admit, if it wasn’t 11:00 and I didn’t have a huge freaking ‘cross gear on my single speed. I would be riding at 7:00 in the am for sure. Have to be prudent. Have PT again tomorrow. Take it one day at a time.

Patience is a virtue that I don’t practice very well.

Quick Notes-
1. got beers at the mall. Drank them. The last two shopping trips Di or I was inebriated while shopping. So if I get someone the wrong size blame Sierra Nevada.
2. Sam, the PT helper, is definitely younger than 20. Since I referred to her as “attractive” in previous posts, I’m gonna hope she’s 18. In reality I’m guessing she’s younger. I feel dirty.
3. Almost done my shopping. Thank god. We have to pick up some stuff for our nieces and nephews, but damn buying toys is always fun. That is the true light at the end of the tunnel.
4. I was totally stoked to find that on a blog that I read regularly, the blogster linked me up. Right on. (Fatboy deluxe)
5. Chris Malinowski is a rock and roll God. Greg Duli is a drunk.
6. Thanks to Joey T for throwing me a link from his website. If you get a chance check out the fake Joey T at www.joeythompson.com- thought provoking for sure. Then for a reality check on Fort Lewis Cycling- check out the www.therealjoeythompson.com...

That’s all for now. Keep on rocking in the free world

-marc