Beautiful Mess/It's A Beautiful Day

I am rewarding myself for today's misadventure with a super cold, super sour, berry and pear smoothie. I had it all planned out. I was going to cycle to my cycle class all the way on campus today. The true test and the amazing beginning of my commuting my biking. It was going to be awesome. I was going to make it.
But I didn't. I made it up most of the 3rd hill (of 4) and had enough. Mostly of myself than of the actual experience. I didn't even have anything to compare it to as it was my first attempt to school (I've made it back before) so feeling like I was pedaling too slow (which was the only real issue) - the burn was not anything new - should not have been an issue - just the baseline for the next one.
But alas, I stopped, which was damaging to my pride because having to get off a bike to walk is a weakness to me. Especially when the elderly just do it, no matter how slow they have to go. I know, I witnessed it on my walk of shame back to Quadra and Mackenzie (no way was I taking the 26 bus a mere 3 stops to get on the 6, especially when the purpose of biking is to be better than the bus commute).
Anyways, I'm not a failure unless I never do it again. And since I decided to leave my bike where I was - I will have to do it again.
And next time instead of telling myself "You suck. What the hell were you thinking?" I'll have to tell myself "You are awesome. You are a tank." as I have found that mental strategy to work when carrying heavy things onto the ferry. Not even telling myself "You will have legs of steel" today convinced me to continue my adventure.
I'll also need a pre-made playlist. Something to pump me up instead of depress me with the irony the way Jason Mraz's "Beautiful Mess" did on my walk of shame.
It's still a beautiful day, and I was able to enjoy that both ways, so nothing was lost or wasted really. I don't think a mash-up of Jason Mraz and U2 would really work though...
Good time for personal reflection and mental punishment. I did waste energy by taking out my anger on mom. I'll have to apologize for that later.