HI – remember me? Sorry for the lack of posts in this space… Guess it is kind of hard to think of what to write about when I’m not racing during race season.
I’m still riding the trainer and have progressed to riding for an hour now. My back feels good while riding and after the rides. I’m doing some “big ring” riding now and will start paying some attention to my wattage tomorrow.
You might be able to tell that I’m just not feeling jazzed right now. I’m very happy to be able to ride the trainer. I’m relieved that my body is healing well. But I just feel a little bit lost.
Not sure what to do next season. Some days I want to race and go for it. Other days I wonder if it might be time to hang up the skinsut and shift gears a bit. Or maybe it is time to get back into some road racing and get out on my mountain bike for some fun?
And yes, I know I just wrote a post earlier in the week about how much I miss racing and can’t wait to get back to it. But honestly, I just don’t know. The thing is, I love riding my bike – but do I or can I still race? What is going to happen the first time I have to ride my bike down a steep descent?
Bike racers race. But when do bike racers know it is time to stop? With time on my hands, my brain has a chance to wander and waffle…
All this being said, the time here in Belgium is going well. Marc and I are able to get out and do some fun stuff. Last night we went to Leuven and visited the Kersmarkt. We’re off to Holland next week for a mid-week race and will likely do a bit of sightseeing as well. Life is good here in Belgium and I know how lucky I am to be living here and taking it all in. In between I’m doing some writing work and sending out my resume/writing samples to any and all interested parties (hint – are you looking for a writer?).
So this is where I’m at. A funny place to be. Still a very fortunate place to be. I think the best thing to do is to “forget” about racing for a little while. Focus on getting healed and then go from there.
It’s OK to not know, Vicki. It tells us all that you are thinking. That you are trying not to be impetuous – or, worse yet, defeatist. Brain over heart.