Common sense has finally taken over

Well finally I have started listening to common sense instead of what my mind would leave me to believe. It's only taken 34 years for me to realize that I am not the six million dollar woMAN as cool as that would be I am not her and I do have limitations. I try to ignore the some of the limitations but the one's that I know will leave me crippled in the end well I just can't ignore those ones because I don't feel like fighting back out of a wheelchair again. It's not that I couldn't it's just that it takes so freaking long to retrain everything to work the way I want it to again. Heck they said I would never walk again once already so four years later I ran a 5km for fun shocked the socks off of my mom. After doing that I decided to go and check out my mountain bike that was sitting in my dads shed gave a tune-up and did something else I wasn't supposed to just by get on a doing something that you just can't forget how to do ride a bike. I remember I would just ride around the neighborhood where I was living and my brother and his friend who also rode a bike would always pop around after they finished riding around their sand hills. I have always looked up to my brothers but each one in a different way.

This particular brother I looked up to for his stubbornness he never let the fact that he was never the biggest player on a team or the youngest player on a team stop him from doing anything. I admire his drive to proof people that his size didn't matter and he could run like the wind blows, sports seemed to come naturally to him and myself. All of our other three siblings had to work and work hard to become as good as they are. My one brother was always the shortest and the tiniest in stature but once again he never let that stop him from trying something he believed he could do. The youngest of my three brothers is one that I really looked up to a small child because he was born with Bilateral Erp's Polsy which left him with little to no use of his arms. At age 8 he wanted to go camping with his cub pack in scouting so it was then that my mom took him to see a specialist, who eventually corrected his arms. He would undergo some extremely painful surgeries that would surgical break the humerus bone in each arm have it rotated out 60 degrees and then plated and screwed back together. They did each arm separately to ensure that it would work (I think), I do know that when they did the second arm they also removed the plates and screws from the first arm. Now my sister who I lived my teen years vicariously through probably because we are twins and shared the same dreams. We had decided at an early age that we both wanted to play for team Canada in the Olympics, we also both wanted to go to University on soccer scholarships. Neither one of us made it to the Olympics but she was invited to a tryout for team Canada for the first ever woman's World Cup of soccer. She had unfortunately been involved in a hit and run accident before the tryout and her tibia was shattered and she had to have a rod inserted into her left tibia with two screws at the ankle to hold it in place. When all of this happened to her she was going to University in the states on a soccer scholarship. She didn't lose her scholarship though so she was lucky in that respect she was however red-shirted for a year which just means she had her scholarship but due to injury was unable to play. That meant that she got an extra year playing eligibility out of it all. She trained so hard to get back into playing form I remember she spent the entire next summer doing a bunch of sprint practising to try and increase her speed. She was never the fastest player on a team but probably one of the most competitive players.

Now the common sense that has taken over my mind and that is to change up my daily riding from 150km down to 125km a day and take 2 rest days for every five days of riding. I sort of knew in my heart that what I was expecting my body to do was sort of outlandish, so it really didn't take too much convincing for me to change my mind on my goal. So now I will be riding for 84 days rest days included and expecting my body to be able to go for 125km a day which gives me a grand total of 8272km to bike in total.