Now, as I'm so highly imaginative, I'm alternating between road bike and mountain bike. I more and more love these sports. Intensive moments during bike tours causing even tears of joy say it all.
For example: During a pre work bike tour over the bözingenberg I felt totally confident that happiness is nothing else than
1. a functional full suspension bike
2. a nice mountainbike path
3. an enormous amount of energy
4. listening to the best music ever.
On the other hand I also know other tears. For example those I cannot hold when I cross the route of the 100km race of Biel and look back upon this unbeatable feeling of freedom I have to skip now for an undetermined period of time. So, I would be very happy about running legs soon. (Although I also became aware of how quick this desire can get secondary: for a few days I didn't wish for anything more than being able to bike without pain again (!).)
The first thing I would do, is to proof I can do it better than before. Namely: realize when I start to fight against my body, and then react immediately to this. Because, when I think back, every injury I had so far was preceded by a certain "fight against my body". In the case of my very first severe injury, I often endured a phase of tiredness of about 2h, before running like a machine for another 4h for example. Two days in a row a program like this finally made my body say STOP.
Well, during the current peace negotiations between my body and me, I find it very enriching to do every day something for the first time of my life. Some of my latest achievements are:
- a road bike training of only one hour
- watch the start of a delta glider (impressive!)
- bike to Allaman (and many other new destinations)
- eat four chocolate bunnies within one day
- call vacuum-cleaning one of my hobbies
- bike up to the Chutzenturm without climbing it at the end (climbing stairs hurt too much)
- mend the tyre of my roadbike with tape
- and so on...
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