it's as though my entire leg is engaged, like I'm digging deeper and finding something there and being able to utilize it.
I keep trying to figure out exactly what's going on, though, and I can't.
this is what drives me crazy.
I want an explanation for everything. I want to know why some days are better than others, why some days I'm fast and other days I'm not. why some days I feel powerful-capable-strong and other days I feel wimpy-weak-ineffective. on those good days, I want to know what I've done right so I can repeat it.
and I want to know what changed last thursday morning at eleven-thirty.
actually, what I want even more is to make sure I keep this new thing.
I'm hoping I turned a corner, made a leap into a new way of riding, of pulling power from within. I want this to be just how I am from now on.
perhaps if I wish it so it will be?
alas, they say nothing stays the same. everything changes.
I'd like to hold onto this for just a while, though, because I'm really enjoying it. it's not that I don't have to work to climb those rises, it's just a different kind of work that is more efficient and effective. which are two of my favorite ways to be.
I hope I reached a tipping point last thursday, a point where years of practice, effort, training and work finally culminated in a great muscular Ah-Ha that has resulted, simply, in a new way to be.
I'll keep you posted.