Tuesday, 27 August 2019

Day 6 Centerville to Fairfield


Thursday.

The day it all started falling apart.

Let's review:  I'm an introvert spending the week riding across Iowa on a bicycle and staying in an RV with my future in-laws. 

So basically, crazy.

What I didn't know is that normally by Thursday everyone is ready for a break and Jeff is the only one riding.

So I was completely exhausted and hadn't had a chance to recharge through some alone-time.  Jeff and his dad and I all rode in the morning and everyone else took the day off.

By the end of the day, my entire being was telling me that I needed some time alone.  So I went for a walk.

I'm not going to go into details, but let's just say at that point I was seriously considering ordering an Uber to take me back to my car (which was parked in Pella).  I was upset, I was exhausted, and I was just done.

Jeff and I had a long talk late into the night (well it may not have been that late, but late for RAGBRAI nights).

I just felt like I couldn't not ride because I would be letting Jeff down, since he can't really ride the tandem without me.  I didn't want him to be disappointed.  But I really had nothing left to give.  Jeff reassured me that I was not disappointing him and that he would much rather have me with him at RAGBRAI and not ride the whole thing than ride the whole way by himself.  

So we worked through it and I tearfully agreed that it would be okay if I took the next day off.

Current Mood: Not sure it can be identified 
Predictions: Tomorrow will be a better day and hopefully I will start having fun again
Best Part of the Day: Going to sleep
Worst part of the Day: Not communicating well with Jeff

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