Sunday, March 19, 2006

Why?

The last three days have been really good training days. On Friday, I got a good long transition ride in. I was definitly pushing it at tempo for a long time. It felt good. On Saturday I went for the Bread ride, and the group started with close to 30 people, from racers to rec riders. Shriver and I finally got to the front and drilled it to wake everyone up and see what the day was going to be like. the pace slowed back until we got to the bottom of Shalona hill. Shriver kicked it again, and I stayed on the front for a while. then had to back off to recover a bit, and was able to stay pretty close to the lead guys. The same thing happened on the Hermosa climb. We made it back to town, and went to Bread to refill on water, and then spun a firehouse loop. I got a good 3 hours 20 mins of training in. Then today I got a good hill climb workout in. An hour and a half hard climbs and short recovery. I am definitely toast this evening as I write this. I'm not necessarily tired, just well worked, and fatigued. I've got the next three days for recovery rides, and a rest day. Then it's time to ramp up the intensity again to open up for the Nova. The riding this weekend was a good confidence booster for the race and the rest of the season I guess.

I have been trying to answer to myself why I am willing to push myself to all levels of pain, and far beyond what I thought my body was capable of. It's been a common theme in a lot of what I do. From my life as a nordic combined skier, where you can't stop racing, even if your heart rate hasn't dropped below 185 for the last 15 minutes. In climbing where you push and will your body to the top of the route half convinced that you're going to fall every time you stop to place protection, or the Elvis leg's start going. Somehow, in all these situations I have been able to keep pushing, and finish what I had set out to do. It's a hard question to answer, and I have not been able to figure it out completely. But I like it, and when I am pushing myself, and testing my body, I am happy. I don't think I need to necessarily answer it as long as what I do makes me happy. There doesn't have to be an answer to everything in life though. Things are more interesting that way.

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