Well, today I went 66 miles on the bike. I feel good. I almost changed my mind. I had planned my route and I knew it would be around 65 miles. Remember, I normally go 30 miles. Well, today when I was getting to close to the 15 mile mark, I started to make excuses as to why I should only go 30 miles. I mean, I do have windows to clean and I have to work on the pool a little bit. I kept telling myself that I could do the 65 miles some other day. Also, it was kind of windy and my allergy might act up.
Well, I just kept going. Once I passed the 15 mile mark I knew I would finish with my goal. As much as I did not want to go the whole distance, I knew that I had said I would do it and I knew I would feel bad if I did not do what I said I would do. Can you understand that?
So what is the moral of this story? Please post your comments on the comments section. Thank you, Armando Castillo
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Tio, sounds like you're on your way. If it makes you feel better, I drank a bottle of Pomegrante wine last night. It was one of the bottles that we bought when we went up to monterey. I only drank one bottle because I'm in "training" too so I wanted to take it slow.
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