Two days after the first race of the season and a lingering cough that sounds like I have been a smoker for decades remains. On my last post I said that I had learned a few things from the first race and my Garmin. Today, I discovered another. Racing, competing against others and thinking about the next time we all meet on a starting line, is fine motivation.
As I was running errands this morning, trapped behind the wheel of a car, I saw an older gent on a road bike, all kitted up and rolling along at a smart clip. Envious, I prodded the go-pedal a little harder, speeding up “The Brave Little Toaster,” my ’06 Scion Xb, and hustled home, to kit up, and get out there too. All I have to do sometimes is see another rider, out there, on the bike and I get inspired.
Inspired by this rider, my thoughts turn to musing about the recent race and I find myself thinking, “I wonder what the other guys- especially those eleven race-rivals – are doing today? How hard are they training?” These thoughts are reminiscent of the past, when I would use thoughts of other competitors to spur me to work a little more and a little harder – an extra set, another climb, a few more miles.Read More