We had planned it for months and started off with four keen riders – yet only one of us made it across the line for the Brisbane to Gold Coast Cycle challenge – and I wasn’t one of them. I am very disappointed that I did not ride, however, given the circumstances, there was nothing I could do.
After I signed off on my blog on Friday afternoon, Mr Lucy and I had a very pleasant evening together and then I, knowing that I had to sort out my cycle choreography, decided to head to bed. Unfortunately an hour later, I woke up feeling a little peculiar. An hour after that, I was vomiting like there was no tomorrow. In the middle of it all, the eldest Lucy had returned home from her mate’s house with the same problem. Seems like the Last Chance Training family had come down with some type of gastro virus, making keeping any food down, as well as riding a bike pretty challenging.
I think that even more than not actually riding, I hate the feeling of “missing out”. However, being sick forced me to let go of my feelings and to “just be” – always a good lesson for this Type A personality to be taught!
Even today I’m still feeling a bit weak and depleted. However, I’m just grateful to be up and about and out of bed! It does mean, however, that I’m going to have to look for another 100km cycling challenge somewhere around the traps – would be a shame to waste all that training!
How was your weekend?