I'm beginning to realise what I have let myself in for. Back in August when I entered the race, it was all a distant dream.. ''oh, I'm doing the Outlaw next year,'' ''I've entered the Outlaw''. Now I'm realising what ''doing the Outlaw'' actually does mean. Lots of training. Lots of eating (don't mind that bit) not staying up past ten, or i'll be too knackered to be up at 6 for my run. Not using energy on things that don't matter, otherwise I won't have any for what does matter, ie-running, cycling, and swimming. It's a big thing. I keep thinking 'ooh.Actually, this is going to be hard'. Shame I didn't realise that when I got the Visa out!
However, on a high note, I did my longest ride to date yesterday. 50 miles. It went great, some parts were difficult, due to the strong winds and my recent bout of flu, but I felt good for most of it, remembered to eat and drink, kept wiggling my numb toes etc. I even felt good enough to do a short run straight off the bike. And as I came back, flopped down in a chair and felt all proud of myself, that's when something began to concern me. Pain, but not where I'd expect it. My backside absolutely kills. And today, I can't sit straight, I'm doing this strange kind of lean to one side half over the chair thing. I didn't even know that bones in your bum could hurt! What is that all about, really. Now 50 miles is less than half of what I have to do in July.. so I have to figure out a solution to this problem. Vaseline? A new saddle? Attaching a cushion to the one I have already? Lots and lots of foam? How do endurance riders go on? The man who cycled the world, what did he do? The mind boggles...
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