101 – Ground by the Grind
I took BK to the Grind this afternoon, for he’s never been. It’s my first climb of the year as well.
I was excited, but not as much as him. He got so hyped up that he was running up those steps before I had a chance to even stretch!
When we were near a quarter of the way up, I started feeling drained. I thought I was only hitting a tired point, so I pressed on, breathing a bit harder, expecting the second wind to kick in at any moment. But it didn’t come. I felt like I was losing balance; I was getting dizzy. So I sat down thinking, “What an anti-climax….” I hate quitting, but I hate being carried down even more. So we turned around and went to chill at Lansdale Quay.
Needless to say, it was embarrassing, not as much as I’m surprised though. Am I really that unfit? I’ve been told that it’s all downhill from 30, but I didn’t expect this.
I refuse to be this pathetic. I refuse!
