A bit of explaining to do is in order I believe.Me and Mr Cider Jack – well a few Mr Cider Jacks – are going to sit down and do my explaining. A few kind hearted folks have asked me rather confused why I am all about this training plan that starts November 1st. Yes I am aware that it’s only November. The training is for what I’ll be doing which is endurancing racing. Which to explain it as a lovely co-worker explains it…. I’ll be doing races on my bike for “too f’n long.” Many of the ones I want to do in the next couple years are 100 milers, or 50 milers. On a mountain bike. In the woods. Like a crack head. Training for this for a normal person is about 7 months. Well almost a year so 10 to 7 months for a good solid training schedule. No next year I don’t think I’ll go out and win everything I enter, or anything I enter. I want to finish and do somewhat well for the young female that I am. Next season I actually am looking at it as a base year.
Because I realize these few things…
1. I haven’t raced in how long?
2. I haven’t been injury free in how long?
3. Oh.. I haven’t had time to really ride for how long?? On to why I’m doing this. Why not road race or do simple XC racing? XC racing is on the schedule but it isn’t my main focus. I’m an off character if you haven’t noticed. Things that are easy are no fun for me. Plus I think the training that comes with 9 hour long races will help me for the goals down the road if this racing thing ends up being a sour bag. Long slow miles on the bike will be great for touring. The other hidden agenda for this is biking is one of the few things that makes sense to me anymore. I can enjoy it and have my time to think. Many things to figure out on the bike this winter. The $120 bucks a month I’m paying is more like therapy than training I would think. Pushing myself to the limit is something I need to do right now. As is racing. Jeannie is moving down this spring (oh yes I am engaged. SURPRISE EVERYONE!) In May we start our life together (no not the marriage.) We hopefully will be moving in together then. Where? Who knows. For so many reasons I am looking forward to her simply being close. 4 hours is a long way to be apart for a year and a half. My head should be on atleast somewhat straight before she gets here. Right now the only life I can truely mess up is mine. Soon it will be ours. I’m not thinking that life will sort itself out in the next 8 months but I would like to have a better grasp of the next year. No my head is not on straight right now. I’m still recovering from being burnt out. Boston I miss some days. I miss the responsibilty. I miss Matt and Chloe. I miss being on my own. I wasn’t ready for the hours or the lack of riding or lack of life. I killed myself in 6 months. I’m still cynical and bitter at times. No longer my cheerful/carefree self. Who knows if ever when that will be. A ton of rebuilding and restructuring has to be done. As I said I don’t know if I will ever be my oldself but growing and change is part of life. My birthday is coming up which I treat much like many treat New Years. A time to meditate and make many lists. Maybe in all of this I’ll remember how to blog again. Time for more Mr Cider Jack and a phone call to the lovely girly girl.