I’ve mentioned the my success seems to be caused by hard work and occasional screw-ups. I really think the screw-ups are necessary.
Today, I rode into work in 16 degree temperatures. It was a bit below my comfort level, but I managed it. Other than the temperature, it was a great ride.
I ate a large lunch at work, and a snack. The ride home was warmer, but I felt famished. I stopped and bought some fast food on the way home. That was the magic screw-up that was needed. I felt a ton better, and continued the ride home.
I don’t feel so good now that I’ve totalled my calories for the day. I ate over 3000 calories. I intend to ride tomorrow also, but the two boxes of Girl Scout Cookies I ordered should be in tomorrow. Two screw-ups in two days might be too many.