It was said here -a while back, when I got my LeMond, I think- that I used to be a musician who rides bikes but now I am a cyclist who plays music. Well, heck, I've even gone a swapped out my avatar, so it must be true
But, since we got the puppy -as you can imagine- my time is not my own any more, it's Roxie's time now.
Something had to give and, yes, I fear it was the music. Music speaks to me but I guess cycling speaks to me more. So, Mrs Kaitai and I worked it out, more or less, and I still get my 3 days a week to ride (including my long Saturday ride, though it's not as long as it was a couple of weeks ago). Now, granted, we need to wean the l'il pup off of us but, for now, we like to have someone around to keep an eye on her. Even so, I'm still managing to get in 40-50 miles a week or more (gosh, a year ago, I was putting in 100 miles a month... guess I've doubled that this year... how'd that happen?)
I guess I didn't realize just how much getting out on those two wheels means to me, how much I NEED to get out and ride. Picking up an instrument and creating sound; writing songs and speaking from the heart and soul, yeah, that's worth something, too, but going anywhere you want to go under no power but my own... the sights, the sounds, the smells... the sweat... that feeling I get when I pull back up to my driveway, a feeling of great satisfaction and regret... you just can't beat that.
And when I see what's happened to my BP in the last week and a half... wow, what more motivation do I need? Actually, I don't know if it's the med change or the new puppy or just accumulated benefit from riding that's finally manifesting itself but my BP right now is unreal. Even my cardio was happy last week when I saw him.
OK, I'm done... now back to your regularly scheduled programming.