Downeast Cyclocross
I went into today with some pretty low expectations...and somehow i managed to not even meet them. it was embarrising. i promised myself i wouldnt get down about something as stupid as a bike race. but i cant help it. im discouraged, dissapointed, and pissed off. im not sure when i got to the point in life that my self-worth & the way i think others view me became solely based on my racing ability, but its a fucking dumb way to go about things...
im still planning on going up there again tomorrow...not really sure why. i certainly cant do any worse (yes. it was THAT bad).
im still planning on going up there again tomorrow...not really sure why. i certainly cant do any worse (yes. it was THAT bad).
posted by Justin at
6:56 PM
2 Comments:
Just, all the other guys you normally race with weren't in a really bad accident that forced them to spend time in the hospital, force them to get surgery that put plates and screws in them, and take weeks off work and the trainer. . . .
I'm sure if any of the guys were in your shoes they wouldn't even be ont he bike right now. They would be too scared. You are working through your fear.
And you do have to work on the bike = self worth thing. It doesn't. It should be something you enjoy. You a good doobie. You a funny doobie. If peeps no see then they are stinkie dookies.
listen to Allie. She's a smart cookie.
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