Another rare sunny day here in WPA. That makes two in the past 60 days (that's sort of a joke). It would have been a great day to ride, but after two hours of hauling around the two useless hunks of flesh that claimed to be my legs yesterday, I decided to just chill. So that's what I did. Luckily the weather looks pretty good this week and I'm hoping to get out for some fresh dirt.
Whilst chilling, I re-thought a bit of my schedule for 2009. I think my plan to do at least 4 hundies has gone away. I spent too much time with my head lodged firmly in my own rectum, failed to register early for the 101, and now registration is up to $165. Not sure I can justify spending that sort of coin to haul my ass up and down the mountains of central PA just to come in 90th. Not 100% certain, but it is looking that way. I figure maybe I'll ditch the 101, do the WVMBA Big Bear Ultra on August 8th and save about $120 or so. Maybe I'll try to hit up a couple XC races between now and then, work on my mapping of an epic in the WPA mountains and see what what I can come up with for the rest of the year.
I had written a lengthy post about becoming disenchanted with my racing and one poor performance after another while doing my best. But it came off like I was crying and moaning. There is definitely writing on the wall. Not only about my racing but other things as well. For now I choose not to read that writing. I will attempt to ride on blissfully ignorant, unaware, and hoping for the best. It's time for a mid season mental enema, maybe try to loose a few pounds, and work on some skills. Sometimes life, riding and racing can be a series of attempts at reinventing one's self, and redefining goals. Time to kick start that. At least I hope.