November 2, 2024. Iceman. The last time I was on my bike, and little did I know, that ride would be my last for quite a while. Not because of an injury, just, well, life happened and maybe a little laziness was thrown in there too. Winter came in like a boulder, heavy and unrelenting, and my mind wasn’t in the right place. I had all these grand plans to keep up with my trainer sessions—aiming for 3 to 4 times a week—but, well, that didn’t quite happen. I ended up getting on my trainer three times from November to March. The thought of getting on the trainer became about as appealing as sticking bamboo shoots under my fingernails. But you know what? It’s okay for your plans to not always work out. It took me a while to realize that.
Seasonal Affective Disorder is very real—especially if you live in Michigan, where those gray days hit differently. This girl thrives on sunshine and warmth, so winter definitely takes a toll. I watched all my friends’ Zwifting away, and the Strava updates were flowing in daily. My bikes were staring at me, and the “that should be me,” thoughts were creeping in. The guilt and FOMO were real, and I couldn’t shake it. Eventually, I had an ugly cry to my husband. I just didn’t want to be on the trainer anymore. It is uncomfortable, and my ADD wasn’t letting me focus long enough to make it work. His response? “Do you not like biking anymore?” Excuse me, what? Absolutely YES, I love biking. You crazy.
Seasons of Life: A Lesson in Patience
Life has seasons, and sometimes, you’re not in the season you wish you were. This was one of those not-so-great seasons. But seasons change, right? Yes, they do. And eventually, mine did. In March, I finally got back on my gravel bike. I joined some friends for a ride on the Pumpkinvine Trail in Middlebury, IN. The weather was sunny, warm-ish, and I was filled with a renewed joy for cycling. We rode 28 miles, and yes, we celebrated with Dairy Queen afterward (because why not?). I felt like I had entered a new season—a season where cycling brought me joy again. Shortly after that, we had an unexpectedly warm 70-degree day, and it felt like the perfect opportunity for a solo MTB ride at Fort Custer. I had zero expectations for my fitness. I knew it wasn’t going to be great, but I figured I would give it a shot anyway. To my surprise, there were others out there panting just as hard as I was, which made me feel a little better. And despite my sub par fitness level, it wasn’t terrible. It wasn’t great either, but I had fun—and that’s what mattered.
The Takeaway: Embrace Your Own Journey
The biggest lesson I’ve learned through this whole experience is not to be too hard on yourself. It’s easy to get caught up in comparing yourself to others, especially when you feel like you should be keeping up with friends who are in a different season of life. But that’s okay. We all go through different seasons—some are great, and some are a bit harder to navigate. This winter, I traded being on my bike for getting on an airplane and spent some time chasing sunshine. The important thing is that you’ll find your joy again. It might take some time, but it’ll come back. And when it does, it will feel even sweeter than before. So, be unapologetically you. Embrace your own journey, wherever you are in life. Seasons change, and you’ll bounce back. Trust in that.
Thank you to Haleigh Curtis @curtishaleigh for being our 2025 Iceman Trailblazer!