Thoughts:
So, part of this quest is to get outside of myself, and do something that forces me to live life again since my mom passed away. So, I've been thinking...there is definately a "pre-Joanna" and "post-Joanna." And I dare say it goes back further than my mom's passing. Perhaps as far back as to when my brother passed away. The "pre-Joanna" was embracing life's experiences with enthusiasm and curiosity. The "post-Joanna" is much more fearful when it comes to experiencing life and being curious about new things. I would say to the point that I would not try things in fear of failure and ridicule. I'm tired of feeling this way and, I say BOO on "post-Joanna." I say it's time to be "post, post-Joanna." I miss the person who enjoyed life and it's experiences. I almost feel a "Thunder Cats, HO!" coming on, but I'll try to keep that to myself...lol!! It makes me a little mad that something like death can really put such a damper on things for such a long time. Rough stuff for sure, though. I don't think that one 40 mile ride can fix everything, but it's a definate start to doing something I've wanted to do for a very long time, an didn't have the guts to do it.
Goals:
This week I've decided to concentrate not so much on distance, but making it up that next big hill. I need to get my body used to stuff like that too. I feel the distance will come, but the hills will need some work. "Thunder Cats, HO!!"
Girl, I hear ya. When I trained for and completed the Disney marathon, there was a very huge therapeutic effect. After years of feeling not good enough, well, I had just proved everyone wrong...and myself. Kudos, and hooray for post post Joanna :)
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