I didn’t go.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been looking forward to this race and the opportunity to race in the men’s category. It was the first race in a while where I actually felt excited about the event and not just the prospect of getting it over with. But then things went awry over the past week, I have become increasingly depressed and anxious, and then before I knew it, I wasn’t eating or hydrating or sleeping. That hit a low point yesterday and by the time the alarm went off to get me up for the race this morning, I was already awake, sticky with cold sweat and feeling a combination of stomach pains from not eating and queasiness at the thought of food.
I turned the alarm off, rolled over, and decided the five hour round-trip drive to race in 40-degree rain and mud when I had no energy at all was just not going to happen.
It’s disappointing, for sure, but it is also interesting to actually pay attention to my body and my head when making plans regarding biking. This is the first time in the history of my racing career that I’ve decided to listen to the signs pointing towards sitting out an event. I think I made the right choice.
Good luck out there today, racers. I wish I could be there.
Good choice!
hey thats ok . The event was nasty, cold, and miserable or challenging,appraising and necessary depending on ones perspective,…But yeah sometimes discretion is the better part ( or side of )the bed…good post thx..Chris