REFELCTIONS ON THE BIKE...
As I sit on the saddle sweating, bleeding, working, the salt from sweat stinging my eyes, the wind burning my face, oxygen deprived, burnt, and hurting, I feel those close to me on my wheel, I sense those in front, just in front of my wheel, my muscles burning and full of lactate, my lungs on fire, as each turn, and revolution burns just a little more, and taxes my energy system, more and more. I feel I am losing touch with those infront of my wheel, so close, yet so far, 1 inch becomes 3, becomes 5, becomes 1 foot, becomes 1 metre, then im on my own, what to do, the feeling of lonlines overcomes, becomes overwhelming, contesting with the physical pain is bearabel, it hurts beyond belief, but you know you can hold on, on his wheel, im there, im not far, there is another behind me, but I dont care, just keep spinning, just regulate and maitain the cadence, thats the goal. I reach for water, as if its your saviour, as if there is some miracle in this liquid thats going to provide me with everlasting energy.. Very quickly, very rapidly it is learnt that, that is not the case, it is far from it, and if anything the more you drink the more you want and the heavier you become...
Still dropping off, still dropping back, I contest with the physical pain, and in the same instance my mind (already weakened ) by pain experiences flashes of disapointment, resentment in my self, in my weakness, in my performance, in my weakness of mind, as I fall back further and further, my mind has arlready decided and pre empted my fate, you've failed, you've lost, you are already last, why keep trying, why keep pushing, your becoming weaker, your hurting more, you cannot recover from this, your falling back too far, let it go, just spin over the line, just relax, you cannot win...
The mind self defeats itself and all that is connected to it...
Shame... Its not the body thats weak, yes it's hurting, BUT, if we allow the mind to go, let it go where it wants, allow the mind to partake in any form it chooses, surely the body has no choice but to follow...
As I sit on the saddle sweating, bleeding, working, the salt from sweat stinging my eyes, the wind burning my face, oxygen deprived, burnt, and hurting, I feel those close to me on my wheel, I sense those in front, just in front of my wheel, my muscles burning and full of lactate, my lungs on fire, as each turn, and revolution burns just a little more, and taxes my energy system, more and more. I feel I am losing touch with those infront of my wheel, so close, yet so far, 1 inch becomes 3, becomes 5, becomes 1 foot, becomes 1 metre, then im on my own, what to do, the feeling of lonlines overcomes, becomes overwhelming, contesting with the physical pain is bearabel, it hurts beyond belief, but you know you can hold on, on his wheel, im there, im not far, there is another behind me, but I dont care, just keep spinning, just regulate and maitain the cadence, thats the goal. I reach for water, as if its your saviour, as if there is some miracle in this liquid thats going to provide me with everlasting energy.. Very quickly, very rapidly it is learnt that, that is not the case, it is far from it, and if anything the more you drink the more you want and the heavier you become...
Still dropping off, still dropping back, I contest with the physical pain, and in the same instance my mind (already weakened ) by pain experiences flashes of disapointment, resentment in my self, in my weakness, in my performance, in my weakness of mind, as I fall back further and further, my mind has arlready decided and pre empted my fate, you've failed, you've lost, you are already last, why keep trying, why keep pushing, your becoming weaker, your hurting more, you cannot recover from this, your falling back too far, let it go, just spin over the line, just relax, you cannot win...
The mind self defeats itself and all that is connected to it...
Shame... Its not the body thats weak, yes it's hurting, BUT, if we allow the mind to go, let it go where it wants, allow the mind to partake in any form it chooses, surely the body has no choice but to follow...
My attitude alters, change your inner voice, it's screams at you to pick it up, what you are experiencing is not simply physiological, your body is depleated, yes, but can be reinforced and refuelled by the power of thought and feeling, fill every cell in your body with power, with power of thought, and power of action, your cadence increases, your power out put hightens, your will, your drive is throbbing with one thing and one thing only, do! do! do!
All you can concentrate on is; get them, get them, catch them, work, work, work!
All you can concentrate on is; get them, get them, catch them, work, work, work!
"When they are resting, I am working, when they are working, I am working even harder..." Stef S Sifandos.
Thats is the power of the mind... That is the difference between pulling back and pushing forward...
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