Getting over something heartbreaking

excellent!

Only YOU can make YOu truly happy
when my life went to hell a few months ago I turned to mountain biking.
a co-worker sold me his hard tail bike

I could barely ride a mile day 1

Now I can spend hours on the trails - cheaper and better than a shrink. Healthier than drinking till comatose - utlimately rewadring, fun, a challenge and a good sense of accomplishment

QUOTE=Spoondy]She broke my heart in a flurry of soft words and broken promises. "You deserve better," and "I still want to be friends" haunted the empty halls of my mind for the weeks to follow. The pain was excrutiating, more than I expected, but hey I should've expected it, her being my first love and all. It was like someone had crushed my ribs and squeezed out my insides like an orange. "Friendship? Why the hell would I want that? So I can watch you date other guys?! F*** YOU!" Jealously drove me mad. Thoughts of her seeing anyone else burned through me like hellfire igniting a rage that melted away at whatever rational was left. All this accumulated into an anger I had never felt before. For the first time, I knew what it was to hate. And yet I couldn't stop thinking about her. Thoughts of her pounded away at my sanity like a million jackhammers. Keeping busy didn't work. everything reminded me of her. Breathing reminded me of her. It wasn't until a few months after when I felt hopeless that a buddy of mine reminded me of my true first love. She had two wheels and an assortment of gears and would be loyal to whoever wanted to ride. It had been 5 years since I rode one, but it didn't take me long to get reacquainted. The pure joy I felt spinning away at the crank, while my legs turned into battery acid, snapped me back into my old self. I smiled and laughed with the ground passing beneath me and the wind blowing through me, tickling my head. And a month ago, I bought my own mountain bike and haven't looked back since. With every mile, I chipped away at the monster that she had helped create. And now I'm writing this, not wanting to talk to my friends for fear of the dreaded "I told you so" speech. And in my short 20 year existence on this earth, I've rediscovered something that makes me happy everytime.[/QUOTE]

I hear ya. But there is still a period of mourning. Where you feel lost and confused. For the last five years i have based every decision i have made w/ her in mind. Its kinda hard just changing that. Now i wasnt wipped (completly .. all in love are alittle wipped ), i still got to ride and hang w/ my boys many times a week. But i would still let her know where i was going. Its the changing of the habits that is hard. Not being able to pick up the phone after a ride and tell her that you wrecked, then her not understand why you ride. Its the little things i miss, just having her around.

But what i do remember is that i always have a clear head when i am riding. I dont think about anything but, keep them cranks moving, where my line .. wheres my line .. DAMMIT i could have taken that switch back faster. And i remember that i am happy when i ride. I am not happy when i am drunk off my ass talking garbage. SO ITS TIME TO MOVE ON. Starting w/ tmw group ride .. unless mother natures decides to rain again

Sho

I know the obsession. It was the worst for me several years ago when I hated what I had become due to my suspicion, desire for revenge, etc. I was not me anymore. I didn't have a bike at the time, but my getting one within a year (DUI) changed the course of the rest of my life.

I've also heard the words. And you know what? It's true. The good part is...& you can look forward to this...is: years later, when she calls you up & wants to see if you might be available for some action; you can deny her due to one of several factors (mine being that she had gotten a bit chubby & I had long since gotten over her after suffering for a looong ass time & now could look at her clearly for what she was, someone who had personality traits that made her completely unattractive).

Time is the cure. A trusty steed helps.