We just went slowly, chipping at the k's. I was struggling a little with the hills as i am still getting used to my new bike, it doesnt have the low gears like the mountain bike (which i love).
I got just outside of Helensville where i was nearing the top of a huge hill and slide out on some gravel, falling head first onto the road, where are car was passing, 5cm closer i would of been dead. My bikes handle bars went south and my legs are grazed and very blue from bruising.
I had to continue at that point as i was a kilometre behind hubby and i had to catch up with him to tell him i fell.
We continued on but i was seriously struggling, at that point all i could think about was "just keep turning, just keep turning" i must of said it a million times.
We stopped in helensville for a snack... i lay down and made hubby stretch my legs, it would of been a sight to see.
We headed off on our way to Kumeu where the wind got stronger and then it started to rain..... when i past woodhill turn off i think i lost the plot and started to cry.
We got to the Muiawai turn off and i decided that i could go no further, my knee had started to swell and thats about when i started to cry. Husband just looked at me bemused, not sure he understood why i was crying, he was so proud of me when all i could see was failure.
I had failed to meet my mark. I felt that i had let myself down.
This morning i woke up with a different outlook, (after lots of thinking and talking with hubby in the night) i realised i just made myself a starting point and next time i ride the same circuit i am to better myself.
Thanks for reading.
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