The 18 Miles...

"My workout is my meditation." - Kyle MacLachlan

So yesterday, I did 18 miles cycling, but I wasn't prepared for how I'd feel afterwards. I feel like crap, my whole body is exhausted. When I finally got home yesterday, I had pushed myself too hard. My ride home is mostly uphill and a slight gradual incline. But I kept pushing myself, I just kept saying... be the lion, be the lion. When I got home I had the shakes, and I was shaking badly... so I either was seriously dehydrated from the ride or it was because of the extreme heat. I didn't even do any weight lifting, I just laid down and watched Sons of Anarchy for a bit. But the whole time I was laying down, I had this big grin on my face... because I knew I had done something I had never done before. And in my mind I was saying... IT HAS BEGUN.

So today, I didn't ride my bike to work... I'm too tired, exhausted, and all I want to do is lay down, drink water, and nod off here and there.