15 minutes passed and I was sitting at a red light waiting to cross the street. I looked down and I already had 4 miles down. I didn’t realize that I was going that fast. Last year 4 miles took me almost 18 mins and when I first started riding 4 miles took me a massive 40 minutes :(. That was about 4 years ago. Over the years I have increased my riding time, incorporated some drills, and upgraded my equipment.
The time decrease didn’t happen overnight. Rather it happened gradually. Little steps were taken up to the point of today.
That’s how life goes often. We can’t wakeup the next morning and be great at something.
It takes practice and lots of it!
Potentially some hair being pulled out.
Rising stress levels.
And more practice.
There is never an end to this. You never know when you will get there. You may never arrive but at least you tried. Isn’t the best part in life knowing that you tried?
Sure money and fame may persuade you but what good is that if you are not happy with yourself?
I completed 13 miles today and it took me about 75 minutes. It may not have been the fastest but I am proud that I finished. This gives me a time to beat next time I am out.
What is your goal? What steps are you taking to achieve it?