At 1:30 today I was ready to sell every goddamn bike in the garage.
At 2:30 I was done with the season and on my way to the pie store.
By 4 I was a little shellshocked and resigned to racing in the B's
At 5:30 I ordered a salad and knew it wasn't over yet.
I couldn't have been stomped by a bunch of nicer guys.
And stomped I was, in the cold wastelands of Live-no-more.
The corral mud was sandy and turned my bike into a singlespeed.
The problem was it kept changing it's mind which speed.
Running it lost gobs of time.
And riding it had many a problem with the hidden log at the far end.
The stairs were the stairs, they are never easy, especially in the seventh lap.
Jimmy rode a great race in the C's.
And fed me excellente.
Bike changes- next year a necessity by December.
I'm thinking the interval work needs a redo- TP has me doing these 10 minute efforts, and I never have had that good snappy feeling this year.
Scientific term for suckage= no snappy feeling.
New word as well for suckage= fracklin'
As in- I was fracklin' my ass off from the second lap on.
Anyhow, I'm gonna try some more VO2 max short style stuff, maybe less fracklin and more pop.
Ridin' tommorrow, baby!
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6 comments:
at least you are out there racing
the rest of us are home on our couches
i had my off season this week....when is yours?
gianni doesn't have an off-season.
he just eats less raw meat for a couple days a year.
There are seasons?
Cross- way more fun than a rainy office park in January.
I keep revising my plan. I'm thinking of keeping on until my mind and body agree on a TO.
The couch sounds nice though.
As does raw meat.
Hey, all my rowdy friends are out of town this week. I have nobody to hammer with and I am really enjoying this leap that I made (SRAM rocks).
Can I am come out and play with the Sporties?
It would be great to get you out there.
Mentoring is a pay it forward type of activity...
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