Wow. Crazy day. Not going to go into it in any great depth as frankly I’m mentally exhausted. But I have accepted a new role, not the one I accepted last week – the one that had been giving me serious anxiety from thereafter – and am very happy with how things turned out. It was bloody awkward turning down the first one, I have to admit, but it was the right thing to do.
So, work stuff out of the way, I’m now free to relax (barring a bit of paper work) until mid August. What that means is plenty of cycling lies ahead. And stress free cycling at that. But for the moment I’m so worn out that I struggled with the ride today. I couldn’t find a rhythm, and I couldn’t find much in the legs to push myself even on the couple of short sprint efforts I undertook.
It’s crazy that today’s Thursday already. I’m so relieved with how things have turned out, but my word it’s been a nightmare getting there. And yet I’ve wished away most of this week just dying to make it to Friday night (or I guess, Saturday) with the idea in my mind that “they can’t get me on the weekend”. Not a great look before I’d even signed any contracts.
So yeah… my heads in bits, my legs are cooked (did the parent’s race in the kids sports day, thrashed my already dead thighs and blistered toes), and now I’m just ready to zone out in the bath.
Tomorrow’s a new day. It’s a fresh start. I’m going to do some cycling but I’m promising absolutely nothing.
