I went on a bike ride with a group of friends. Two were training for a Half-Iron Man Triathlon; two had recently completed a triathlon and one frequently repels down gorges for kicks. I was certainly out classed. A 250 pounder on a road bike. Imagine the pressure on those tiny little tires. Anyways we went on a 60 km ride.
It was hard.
When we were done and I was sitting there, I felt amazing. Its like losing your virginity. You can’t wait for it to be over so that you can tell the world that you are a man. You really don’t enjoy it but once its over you certainly want to do it again. That’s what pushing yourself physically is like. During the battle, you can’t appreciate the situation. Once you are done, it is an amazing feeling. Sitting there with everyone, with my sore legs and my burning under carriage, I thought “I really did it. I survived”
How can one describe the post workout feeling? The closest thing I guess is If you could feel like that during or before a workout, life would be a lot easier. When you are in the shit, you’ve got to see to the end. You know that euphoria will follow but is that information enough? Its got to be. The payoff is feeling great.
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