Set-backs. No one likes them. We all like to complain about them… but in the end, they still bite.
This last Thursday, I was physically and mentally ready to pack up the car and drive 8hrs out to the NorthEast Corner of Arizona for a race. I had never ridden the area and was really looking forward to it. 37 miles of mostly flowly single track… just typing that brings a smile to my face.
Then I get the call, “Yes, we need to move your surgery up to this coming Tuesday. It’s the only time available with the doctor now.”
Poof! Gone are my thoughts of my last 2 weeks of play before I go in… AND I’ve got to wrap work and my house up in 2 days. A 3 day trip for a race was NOT going to happen. I’m still tidying items up at work for a ‘indefinite’ return date and doing little things to the house like changing my standing desk to a sitting desk, laundry, pre-making soup, etc.
Needless to say – I’m a little unmotivated to get on the bike the last few days… even though I KNOW that would be the best thing for my stress levels.
The good part is that I have 1 less week of stressing about all the ‘what-if’ scenarios that run through my head with this surgery. I’m tired of waking up at 3am worried about things I know I can’t control.
So, although stressful to rearrange my life quickly – I’m glad that we’re taking care of this now. In a few days, I’ll know if it’s 1-2 weeks for recovery or 6-8 weeks…