It's always like this, when things start ramping up towards some live shows. We have the Shiiine festival, in Skegness, on Friday, then back to Bedford Esquires, the following day. With rehearsals on Thursday night, it's basically written off most of the end of this week, plus the weekend. It's going to put a dent in my training, that's for sure. Ah well.
But riding has been such a pleasure, over these past few weeks. The weather has been (mostly) great, the roads around Rusper (my new favourite playground) are fast fun and inspirational. Plus, I'm fit again! Well, perhaps not entirely, but I'm getting back to my best.
This level of activity does have an effect on energy levels, though: I'm absolutely exhausted, come bedtime. I'm sitting here, on the bed, typing a blog post, looking at the time (9.15pm) and wishing I could just be alseep, right now.
I do feel like I should leave you with this though - it's the sound of my internal jukebox. Sunny, positive, and bucolic. Yeah, that tracks.
It's not just fitness that's returned, I've felt a lot more love, in my heart. That's a good thing, isn't it? There were days when it was all so empty. I'm hoping I've turned a corner.
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