A recently retired professional sporting acquaintance of mine says his body feels dreadful this year as it has finally realises it is able to take it easy and even shut down from time to time.
No more batterings in training sessions or matches, no more trying to disguise or ignore the knocks, no more physio or massage, no more adrenlin pulsing through to act as a camouflage. And, most important of all, no more ‘buzz’ to build up to, live through and then recover from.
Left to its own devices, his body appears to be getting its own back.
It is a warning I should have taken more seriously.
I came back to cycling after a 14-year for no other reason than I like to ride my bike and it seems I have finally found the time again to do so. Now, after a few months back in the saddle, it seems I have to keep getting back on the bike.
The only way to remove the aches and pains from yesterday’s time on the bike is to get back out on the bike today. Tomorrow I know I will be riding to remove the after-effects of today. The day after I will do my best to remove tomorrow’s stresses and strains. And this is just from me riding alone, without competition, without targets, and without any raceday ‘buzz’.
Miss a day and suddenly the hands, wrists, shoulders, neck, thighs and calf muscles take turns in reminding me that I need my fix. By late evening they come together with a more orchestrated reminder, especially when attempting to negotiate stairs.
Everything aches, except when I’m actually putting them under stress on the bike.
No one said it would actually be like this. But it’s the best way, surely, of ensuring you get back out on the road.
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