I was out on my bike this morning intending just to enjoy a little summer sunshine. As I was cycling along that breath of wellbeing suffused my soul. Cycling is simple, just turn the pedals and enjoy the countryside.
I had been doing moderately well as I climbed hills and dashed down dales. This was what cycling was invented for, getting back to ones youth and enjoying the exceedingly simple pleasures of life. Not wishing to put a dampner on things, I decided not to consult my Strava. Although an excellent tool for checking ones output, it can instil a little too much internal competition and turn a good ride into a painful one. Nevertheless, when I came to a particularly challenging climb I put the hammer down significantly more than I had done for some time.
The results were good.
The little yellow medals there are personal bests. How very, very sad for me to worry about that set of insignificant achievements.
This form of exercise has played a major part in my recovery from burnout. I recommend it.
ALWAYS celebrate your achievements! No matter how great or small.
Here’s a “gold medal” emoji for you 🏅
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