It sucks not being indestructible. I mean that I had those aches and pains that come from enjoying life but getting older, but in my head I was still indestructible. I didn’t break, I bent. I wasn’t afraid to put myself to the test…in almost anything!
But then Feb. 14, 2014 came along, and suddenly I wasn’t indestructible anymore. I didn’t just come near my Kryptonite, I ate it! And, it sucks!
I couldn’t run, or climb, or swim, or ride my bike. I was suddenly afraid of things. I was afraid to go in the ocean by myself (I have since, though). I was afraid to go hiking and climbing. I was afraid of riding a bike (I’m still kind of afraid of that. I’ve fallen more than once). I was even nervous about driving a car or going down the stairs.
Every day gets a little better, but I never know how I’m going to feel tomorrow. When I push too hard, my body pushes back. That’s new, and it’s not fun.
I’m still in it to ride this bicycle across the country. I think that it is so cool! And for such a good cause. But, it also scares the hell out of me. And, that isn’t so cool!
I haven’t come along as much as I expected, so I’m going to train and recover on the road.
It’ll be an experience! And, it still scares the hell out of me!