Two Wheel Blogs

I went for a solo ride today. I just wanted to spin some funk out of my system. A couple hours in the saddle on some back roads is usually good for this task. While I was out riding I had some time to think about things and came to a few realizations.

One realization was that I am racing more than I said I would this year (I planned on doing zero races this year). If you are one of the people who heard me vow to do no racing this year, sorry, I guess I lied (or at least changed my mind).

Another realization is how utterly backwards things are in terms of my perception of fitness. People that ride with me roll their eyes when I say I feel like ass because when I feel my worst it seems that I ride my best. Unfortunately, the opposite seems to be true, so I have learned to keep my mouth shut about feeling good.

I also realized that the State TT is Saturday. This is bittersweet for me. I am actually looking forward to the dark trip inward that I get to take as I suffer through a 40K TT. I am not sure why I like this sort of suffering...I guess it is some twisted sense of accomplishment I get from the feeling of soreness after a hard effort. So I guess it is safe to say that I hope I feel like ass before and after the race. The sick part of all this is that this suffering is the sweet part. The bitter part is the realization that I have nothing slated beyond this race.

Time to find something else to aim my front wheel at...