Started reading the latest of the Bob Lee Swagger novels on the drive home Sunday, and though its hasn’t been bad, as of 200 pages I cant say it has been terribly great. One thing I have learned since I begain reading the series is to never count out Swagger, and I’m sure sooner than later he’ll grab a .50 cal and be blasting bogies before too long.
Since Saturday I’ve had some time to think about what may have caused the meltdown, and I’m still searching for answers. To paraphrase the Pink and Famous, shit happens, move on and learn from it. I think I put too much pressure on myself to repeat the medal I won 2 years ago, but that was against a much weaker field, and I think anyone on the top 10 this year would have been able to win 2 years ago. I had a great start this year but once gaps began to open and I wasn’t able to hold the wheels I sort of panicked and then it all went to hell. oh well, I made that bed and so it was time for me to lie in it.
The next 2 weeks will be off the bike and away from cycling. It sucks leaving good form behind (beat my 15k record last week) but my head is in need of a break. I think I cracked mentally the last week of October and since the motivation hasn’t been as high as it was once. I’m going to take the time to do the things I really enjoy like climbing Sleepy G, and chasing moose around with the .25-06.
Tune of the week:
Keep that stick on the ice
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