Racing is hard and requires sacrifice.
It’s over. The season has been a long one. I have only spent one weekend home since Labor day.
Nationals was a blur. I hit the deck hard on the very first lap and struggled the rest of the race. If it was any other day I might have just pulled the plug. But this is Nationals… So put it in the big ring and keep hitting the pedals in anger.
It was just one last race at the end of a long season. I could probably use some numbers to try and sum it all up for my self in a neat little package. My UCI rank… My NECCS standings… Top 10’s… Right now when I look back on the last three months I just feel happy to have been able to race my bike every weekend. Relieved to have gotten the results that I did to justify peoples support. Not just the teams support, but also my friends who gave me rides, let me crash on their couches, stood in the pits for me, let me ride their bikes when I needed a spare, scraped me off the ground, and helped me keep this roller coaster in perspective.
Now I can finally relax for a few weeks. Next weekend instead of piling in to a car with all my gear and driving hours on end I will wake up and make pancakes, drink coffee, and maybe go back to sleep when I’m done.
