notes on life : challenge accepted

A few months back*, I heard eavesdropped on a fellow rider speak about how she'd just completed her 100th ride by her year anniversary, and it had me wondering how many rides I had taken.

When I realized I could get to 100 by my one year anniversary, I decided to set the goal for myself. 

Sitting down the next day I charted each ride I'd take on my calendar. After factoring in the days I wouldn't be able to ride, (family plans, M's schedule, vacations), and there was very little wiggle room for me between setting the goal and April 4th, my anniversary. 

I realized I had to ride more times in a week, and there was the big truth moment when I also realized I had to be consistent**.

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It was a heady feeling to complete that 100th ride the evening before we left for NY, Thurs. April 2nd. I planned the ride so it would be with my favorite teacher, who also happened to be the very first teacher I rode with, and I made sure it also happened in the same studio. 

It was even more special when I was called up to the podium, (eep!), to ride as though I was the teacher, to an all-time favorite spin tune, slow and sexy.

I'm proud of myself for completing the challenge, but even more, I'm really proud of myself for one year of consistent exercise. No excuses. 

I have found strength in myself. I have found a way to nourish my body, my mind, and especially my soul. 



* Dec. 2014
** One thing that shocked/humbled/annoyed the shit out of me as I was tallying my rides, was the number of 'classes missed', not cancelled, but missed, aka loss of money for said class. In my mind it was one or two, and the truth was four. Not a proud moment.