Originally Posted by
5kdad
But I think cycling may be my medicine. It calms much of what bothers me. But like a drug, it's effect is short lived, and I need more in a day or two.
I can definitely relate to that!
There's certainly times when I'm out there, in the middle of some steep hill in the middle of nowhere, sweating or freezing or cussing the wind, wondering what on earth made me think this was a good idea. But it usually is a good idea, and it's rare that I've regretted going for a ride.
My first century was simultaneously one of the most awful and most amazing experiences. Since then, everything else has just been chasing the dragon. I have yet to catch the dragon.