I have a future post in me about “why do sports?” But today I just want to say:
I crushed my gravel race yesterday. Major progress was made.
There are a lot of lessons here.
What you eat matters. I made some simple switches to what I eat during a ride and went from barely finishing a race to sprinting to the finish.
I went to bed the night before the race fearful of the weather. It turned out to be perfect — cool and only slightly wet. I was worried about nothing.
Also I will note that I passed three riders the last 10 miles of the race. That felt really really good.
I am 41 years old. It’s nice to know I still can do “it” — whatever that is. I’m locked in on riding and ready to see how far I can push this.
Also if anyone is reading this and needs tips on how to ride 50 miles in the rain at about 55-60 degrees. First don’t wear leggings, they get wet and heavy. I went jersey, vest, and arm warmers. No hat. And I used gloves with no fingers. It was the perfect riding outfit for that type of weather. It didn’t rain much though.
It’s amazing how much planning has to go into a four hour bike ride.