I’m out of shape

Since I returned from my travels all the urge to exercise has left me. There is one week when I gave it a go, with on or two smaller efforts, and that’s about it. I just gave up for a couple of months. And now this needs to be put right. Short rides in to town are fine, but that’s not enough. It’s definitely not enough when yo find yourfelf looking down on what is on its way to being a distended belly and all of my hard earned weight lost is 5KG behind me. There was a time when 79KG was fine in a kind of normal person kind of way, It was too light when I wasa fighting at -81KG. The truth is that I should have been competing at -73KG and I would have done so much better. At the time, the easy option was to stay heavier and I felt that going down a weight would have been too hard. In truth, this was achievable, but I wasn’t balancing work and life. Back in July I was almost at that old target and I’ve blown it over the last few foggy weeks. Now it’s time to change.

I’ve stepped away from competetive sport for a little while. Aches and pains are telling me too. This means that I can go out and enjoy bike rides. My hip is telling me to not run until it’s ready, and I can’t be arsed to swim . So cycling it is. This year I’m going long and not fast – for the moment. There’s a whole winter of riding to look forward to and new muddy routes to explore. From now on I will ride up that road I normally pass, up the muddy bridleway I’ve ignored, and ruther down the road I often ride.

It’s dark and drizzly outside and I’ve dragged myself in to town for a beer. I could have stayed at home, but why would I do that when I have the gear to go out. I have all the tools I need and the adventure starts here.