The season seems to approach so fast.
It feels as if it was only yesterday I was in the gym working out for the first time since last race season.
Then comes the questions, have I done enough training, did I eat right, did I this, did I that and so on. After the questions come to the unrealistic answer: no!
That’s right, you have never done enough, however, you do not know what enough is until you have been down that mountain with the clock ticking against all the other competitors. Then, you will know, and then, you will know what you have to do next time.
It is not easy spending an offseason. Some days it feels like forever and some days you cannot sleep at night because your race nerves are through the roof and it is probably only January.
I love sleeping but there is not a night that goes by come the first race time that ends in an ample, lovely, untroubled, placid sleep.
Mid-dream I will realise that soon it will be time to belt down the hill at one hundred miles and hour and in the same breath I am awake with my helmet on and it’s only midnight. It is really strange what affect pre-race nerves can have on your mind.
The most bizarre for me is when all that time has past, there is no more offseason to hide behind, no more training to be done, no more time spent at home enjoying life without regard for timed runs. It is over!
Now you really have something to prove, who wins, who played the offseason game the best, who was the greatest at juggling.
Who did not succeed, who were the unlucky ones with good intentions and unruly outcomes.
We still will not know. Even after the first round, we will not be fully informed. At the close of the second round of the world cup series, we still will not know. It takes a season to find who is the champion.
Let’s hope that time does not come to fast because we must now face the truth, and that is, racing is the best thing that you could ever do in your life.
To wish it would end soon or be over means that you should not be in the start gate in the first place.