Motivation

I did it. I took a ride today for the first time in 9 months. My legs are sore. Not as sore as they normally would be, however, I got all jacked up on creatine and OJ a few hours before leaving. I'm feeling pretty good. Endorohins are flowing, I'm going to sleep good tomight!

I put new tubes and tires with a less aggressive tread on the beast last night. I rode down the block and back. All I can say is that it was like getting felt up by the prom queen before the dance. I have been twitchy and distracted ever since I hung the bike back up in the shop.

I have something I have to do with the family this morning, and then I have a side job to do in my shop. I am going to have move the bike to where I can't see it while I'm working or I won't be able to concentrate.

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I have been off the bike since last October. I got pneumonia and got promoted to a position that burns a lot of time. I have hit 240 lbs. AND THAT'S IT! I am tired of being tired. I am tired of having to exhale all my air just to tie my shoes. I am tired of being a fatt ass and sweating at the thought of doing something. Heck, my wife doesn't....well, If you went from 210lbs of bulging leg muscles to a blob of fat, what would your wife "think" of you?

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I'm talking about the power of performance, well, I guess more appropriately; the power of someone who can perform better than you! Well, guess what? That's a good thing; no a great thing!

Remember when you were a youngster. It was always seemed to be true that the class bully, was also the best at kickball, or the best athlete. Of course, a year later, you're killin' the bully in the 50-yard dash, because you grew up some. However, move another 15 years on the age dial and you're back to being intimidated by someone who is better at you; but at something else.

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