"Everything was impossible until somebody did it" - Scott Dinsmore
I just did my biggest day ever on the bike. 127K in a day! Up until now, my longest ride has been 64k, this is twice that long and I want to talk about it. Aside from this being an awesome achievement for me I feel that it holds a valuable message on mental strength which inspires me, motivates me and I hope it will you too.
We never set out to do 127k, we were going to cycle into London and then, most likely, get the train back out. As we were approaching the train station I was getting more and more tired, I just wanted to reach the station and enjoy a warm, relaxing ride back home. My legs were aching, I felt I couldn't go no further.
We reached the station and a big sigh of relief escaped me as I slipped off my bike feeling like I had completely reached my limit.
We quickly realised we would have to wait more than an hour for the train which would mean us getting home a lot later. We could do this. Or we could ride the distance. I don't know what exactly it was but I decided let's ride. I want to do this. Maybe it was a combination of the beautiful pink and orange sunset out toward the west, the knowledge that I had already done so much, what would a bit more be and the desire to simply give it a go and see what happened.
Either way, I decided to go for it and so we left the safe option of the train station and set off into the night, it was already getting darker by then. Another couple of hours on legs that had once felt like they simply couldn't do another rotation but by the time we neared home those little legs were spinning around as if independent from my then quite worn out mind.
You could say I was physically fitter than I thought I was but I believe that I managed this ride because I am mentally stronger than I thought I was. Those legs kept going another two hours because my mind decided to do it. My body is as fit as my mind believes it is.
It amazes me that I had felt so tired when I arrived at the train station, if asked then I would have thought I could go no further, that THAT was my limit. I had reached my limit, my boundary, my breaking point and there was no more fuel left in the tank.
But there was. There was two hours worth of fuel and by pushing past that perceived limit, I had raised my game to a whole new level. I had gained new found confidence in my abilities. I had opened up new possibilities for myself and my aim to ride from London to Paris just got a little bit closer.
I slept a lot afterwards, mind and body having given all they had, until that limit gets pushed ;)
Perhaps this post hasn't been the most interesting to read but I wanted to put this experience down in writing because it was the day I broke past the limits I had been putting on myself both mentally and physically. It was the day I gained confidence, self-belief and some truly epic memories.
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