Invincible, strong, powerful and quite frankly, like a bloody legend.
That's what I call, a Rocky Moment.
In such moments I envisage myself on top of stairs jumping up and down with fists in the air, complete with the Rocky theme playing in my mind (...getting strong now).
A Rocky Moment can strike me anywhere, anytime. It is unpredictable, so I never know when it's going to hit.
Well this morning - I had one.
I'd just finished running 6km (3.73mi) in less than 50 minutes whilst still remaining within my 'fat burning' heart rate zone. It was a PB (personal best) that had endorphins intoxicating my body. I let out a little whimper "yes", but I really wanted to shout from the roof top - a - la Rocky.
I'm finding that these Rocky Moments are energising. They have me wanting to go back in the rink time and time again. Perhaps that's what makes a world champion. Who knows?
Until tomorrow, have a fabulous weekend full of Rocky Moments.