It's been an interesting road back, these past five years.
I'm amazed sometimes with just how far I've come from where I was.
And then there's the other side.
I think of where I thought then that I'd be at now and it never happened.
It gets kind of discouraging but I've had to accept that I have limitations that will never allow me to be rider I'd imagined myself to be (OK, getting down to 185 would help, sure)
There's the asthma and pulmonary restrictions I didn't know I had
There's the hypertention that scared the bejeebers out of my cardiologist on my first visit. At least there's been some mitigation there. He's less freaked than he used to be.
And there's the other thing... I pedal with one leg.
No, no, no, I have both... I just used them unequally. Very unequally.
I had myself a wee, little industrial accident in my twenties.
Knocked off a chuck of bone and shredded the ligaments holding my "first metatarsal of my great toe" together. You know that as the "ball of your foot". Bad spot, as it turns out. Doctor put it back together as best he could but it's never really come together and over the years I've tended to shy away from it.
I started paying attention lately and, sure enough, I push a LOT more with one leg than the other. Well, that can't help anything; I'm only running at half power. So, I've tried to push more with the bad foot and a) it sure does add a lot of power and b) it sure does hurt more when I do that.
But, hey, I figure I'll just keep at it... I sure ain't gonna quit now.
But I do wonder what I'll find next Grrrrrrrrr.