feel the urge I just like to ride, run, swim hard. As hard as I can as if I'll break through to another time zone. It is sort of the opposite of a tantrum where you bang your fists hard until you feel better. I pound my legs or arms as hard as I can on my gears, the ground, through the water and when I do it leaves me feeling lighter. My cares, worries are far behind me and then I coast along like a hawk that has caught an air current and I look down at thoughts that have plagued me and they seem so insignificant.
Tuesday, I swam a nice 3000 and then went for a run. Before I swam I was tired and not that into it, but when I got out to run there was a renewed energy and it was less like a workout but more like running through a huge field of clover where you can't help but run, it begs for it. Yesterday, I had the same feeling as I rode along a good flat stretch of road where I know I can dig down and ride for a long stretch and hopefully launch myself. The ride totaled 33 miles and was great tonic.
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