Bike fever

Yeah, I caught it. It always happens about this time of year. After my 14th place finish last saturday in Hell of the South, I'm super motivated to dump tons of miles into my legs. Which is why I've ridden my bike 150 miles since saturday, including 52 yesterday. It doesn't seem to matter how long I ride, as soon as I get off the bike, I can't wait to get back on it. That's a good thing. It feels good to go fast. It feels really good to go fast, and to realize that you would never be able to go this fast, for this long, if it wasn't for the hard work you put in to get there.

Training is most important because in the peloton, when it's getting intense, you don't want to be the guy who is torturing every mile, wondering whether he will be able to hold on, you want to be the guy who's just breezing through the miles at conversation-pace, while everyone else is suffering. That way you can be the guy who's got the juice to sprint to the finish line and win the race while everyone else is cramping and just glad to cross the line at all.

My next race is next weekend, it's forty miles of rolling hills in Sparta, TN. And I want to be at the front for the whole thing.