My coaching books tell me every ride must have a training objective. The objective of this ride was rapidly becoming, "tolerate it and survive".
Just about ready to lose my bottle it suddenly dawned on me. I can't change the weather, can't change the behaviour of other road users and can't suddenly decide I should have driven my car today. But I have choices I can make. I can decide to enjoy my ride in the rain. I can decide to concentrate fully on making myself as safe as possible. I can choose to let my legs spin free and easy and enjoy the feeling of not hammering myself for once.
Having made these choices, a miserable ride suddenly turned into an enjoyable one. I started to sing to myself a song dragged from my distant past. Chicago Transit Authority.
When I kiss you, I feel a thousand different feelings.I'm covered with chills all over my body.And while I feel them, I quickly try to decide which oneI should try to put into words, oh no,Try to put into words.Mostly I'm silent.Only the beginning of what I want to feel forever.Only the beginning, only just a start.
Beginnings - 1969
Now I just need to start to apply this to the rest of my life. (Maybe with a bit edgier sound-track.)