Striking Distance

Five years ago, I was in incredible shape. As an elite-level cyclist, I rode the razor’s edge. Utilizing strict training blocks to prepare for the next race. It became a lifestyle of discipline and sacrifice.

 

Now I ride my bike for fun. Keeping my heart rate in Zone 2 and enjoying the ride. The razor’s edge has a big price tag of time and suffering. 

 

Riding the razor’s edge is healthy in doses. Trying to stay on it in perpetuity is damaging.

 

Perhaps the better play is to enjoy yourself and be within striking distance of anything that requires an unsustainable amount of effort.

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