Things have been a bit down the last few days. I've been pretty sad about the old pup dying; walking past the dog section at the grocery, being chased by the odd mutt, playing with homestay puppies, etc. The same has been true with friends and family who've passed away unexpectedly; when it comes as a surprise it's tough to not think about all the "lasts" that you didn't think would be at the time. That little animal was a part of most of my adult life, so it's strange to wake up one morning in a hotel, not quite knowing what state it's in, and think about the end of an era.
Speaking of hotels, I got what turned out to be a moldy room the other day and got sick. I never believed the old AC thing, but then I went to take a nap feeling great and woke up an hour later feeling like I was hit by a truck. Pinner was hit by it too, and though we've both been able to keep racing (Pinner even on the podium twice), it definitely makes it hurt more and requires more bike clean up. YOU could be next.
The races themselves have been going well and have had guys on the podium every race. Not all of them played out perfectly, but we're racing better together and reducing the number of mistakes made each night. The last two nights, Beaufort and Walterboro, were also two of the darkest, sketchiest races any of us have done so it's nice to come out of them unscathed.
So what I'm realizing is that all these little downers are the same: it's easy to get dragged down by unsolvable problems. Accepting that I'll be returning to an empty house, and that I can still race with the aches and sniffles, and that we can do everything "right" and still not win--the only way to fight back is to keep away from brooding, focus on staying healthy, enjoy where I am, and just do what I know needs to be done. Easy, right?
Tomorrow we'll get a chance to put it all into practice here in Spartanburg, SC. Same old: 90min crit, dark, short course. This time, less thinking, more doing.