Survival of the Unfittest
A quick recap of yesterday:
1. 45th out of 58 racers.
2. One cornering wipeout.
3. Two beer hand-ups. Including a 16oz PBR...damn tasty.
4. Two wheelies across start finish line.
5. Suffered every lap.
Had a blast with my buds afterwards and can't wait for next week. Thanks to the entire Shark crew for the course set-up. Definitely an epic course and one not to be soon forgotten.
Great weekend of riding and
Great weekend of riding and racing, and keeping it in perspective.
roll with it
Good weekend of riding and racing with good buds. Keep it in perspective.
What is "Fit"?
I've been debating this one a lot lately (mostly during the time when I'm sitting on the couch instead of dragging my butt to the Y to work out). I've concluded that "fit" is a very relative term, subject to a variety of interpretations.
One kind of "fit" is where the goal is to achieve peak performance in an athletic competition. Success is measured by time, place, how many people you finish in front of. A worthy goal, especially if it represents disciplined hard work in pursuit of that goal. A good race shows that you were in good shape, physically and mentally, to compete with others.
Another kind of "fit," I think, has to do with a sense of what is appropriate -- especially in response to circumstances beyond our control. So, you find yourself on a very challenging course on a Sunday afternoon, and you're faced with a choice:
I think the second kind of "fit" is a very healthy one.