Psychologically Shave Me

Got some sweet sleep last night and this a.m. B-Man and I headed out to Scottdale to hang at my Dad's. B-Man would play with my Dad and my nephews and I would have a chance to get some road miles in.

I was so happy that after 3 weeks of recovery (from the Seven Springs Solo 24 effort), illness, and a rib "issue" I have FINALLY been feeling good on the bike again. I got a sweet 40 mile road loop in today and the legs felt nice and spanky. I'm still not 100% "on" but getting damn close.

My breathing seems to be a tad "off". I go into a climb and find myself all out of sorts in the breathing department. But once I focus, do a BIG exhale, relax, and get a rhythm then I'm good. This is usually just 2nd nature and I'm sure this is all just a result of dealing with trying to breath with rib pain the past 2 weeks.

I was pretty depressed this week, feeling like a slug and jacked off because I was not recovered enough to do the W.V.M.B.A. Big Bear Ultra on Saturday, but then once I looked at my hours and saw that it WAS only 3 weeks ago that I did a Solo at the 24 Hour Champion Challenge, I realized that just maybe asking my body to do a 60/70 mile mountain bike race this weekend may have been asking too much of my 36 year old, marginally talented body.

You are repressed
but you're remarkably dressed
is it Real?

Now I'm feeling more "myself" than I have in weeks I have some renewed focus, got some killer riding in this weekend. On the dirt with a good friend Saturday and on the road today in some kick ass fall weather. I hope I can stay focussed enough to do Iron Cross V on October 14th before I start forming my off season plan.

Time to polish off a Storm King and make some food.

Later.