|Kicked off the summer of suffering with the F50.|
|Tatanka, before the dying started.|
The plan all along was to do a few 100 mile mountain bike races, take a weekend off and then race Leadville. It seemed legit back in May, when I was still in school, working and training and looking forward to a summer of travel, living in the van and racing. The original plan consisted of 3 ultra endurance races before Leadville, with a weekend off to reset before attempting to defend my Leadville title. Somehow that morphed into 4 100 milers before Leadville, and now there is a possibility of racing 5, which would make Leadville the 6th 100 mile mtb race in 6 weeks. At the beginning of the summer, after Tatanka and Breck, I was acutely aware of the time needed to recover from these efforts. I spent the entire week after Tatanka resting, sitting on the couch, squeezing my legs in the Elevated Legs, drinking gallons of water, letting my body rebuild. But the more races I do, the more I've lost track of how much of an impact ultra endurance races have on the body, and I need to ACTIVELY remember that it is NOT NORMAL to do so many of these races back to back to back. And this is where the addictive personality/ego are playing against me. Sitting on the porch on a Thursday morning, Telluride100 in 2 days, I am SO SO tempted to drive down there, race Telluride, and then knock out Pierre's Hole 100 in Wyoming the following weekend, leaving no weekends off before the big grand finale. How cool of an accomplishment would it be to win 6 100 milers in 6 weeks?
|Breck, just long enough after that I was alive again :)|
BUT, as hard as it is to miss a race, I am trying to make good decisions, to listen to logic and not the ego, SO I'm going to sit this one out. As much as I love racing my bike, as much as I love the scenery and the town of Telluride, I'm trying to remember that the cumulative fatigue and stress of the last 4 weeks may not FEEL that bad today, but it's there and it's a dangerous thing to ignore/push through. It's insanely hard to pump the brakes and stay 'home' but I'm choosing to listen to everyone around me telling me rest is best.
|High Cascades, somewhere near mile 60, loving life.|