So usually around this time each year a little phenomenon happens. While trying to force myself to do yet another dull ride in the basement on the rollers or the trainer I start thinking about a race next season. It's usually one of my goal races that i want to do well in and i start visualizing the attack and solo win that's going to take place in 2009. This usually marks the mental start of my season. This is when it starts to get easier to wake up early to get an hour in before work.
The problem this year is the race that i'm visualizing. It's the Fox River Grove Cycling Classic. It features one of the toughest climbs found in the chicago land area. It's a race that a 200+lbs guy has no business doing. But here i am treating this thing like an A race. For some stupid reason i love this course and love doing the race and i actually focus on it as one of my goals for the season. I guess i know how most triathletes must feel preparing for your biggest race of the year with the only goal of finishing better than last year.
But i still have to ask what the heck is wrong with me? Why don't i think about a race that's dead flat like Elk Grove? I guess the bottom line is i like hills even though i'm too big to even think about winning any of those races. Before long i'll be doing more laps of the ski hill than i can count.
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