My inconsistent blog posts have probably given away my motivation issues. After missing essentially the entire race season (especially after working so hard to come back after various traumas over the off-season), I've had a hard time talking myself into getting back into the saddle for anything more than a leisurely ride. Why bother suffering if it really doesn't matter ? Why sacrifice the time, effort, expense etc if it really amounts to NOTHING right now ? Even coach Slavedriver has pretty much left me to my own devices right now. What's the point ?
Team CycleLife pre-race. Thanks to Sonja, always taking the pics, never IN the pics!The past two weekends have reminded me "what's the point". On Sept 29, Team CycleLife participated in Junior's Day Out, which included the Special Olympics Fall Games. Tracy Lea and her trusty crew do a fantastic job on this event and I can't say enough about the time and effort they put in each year. This was my first opportunity to be a part of the Special Olympics action and it was an amazing experience. The riders were so happy to be on their bikes - no typical testosterone-filled bike racer BS, just smiles from everyone when they heard their name as the crowd cheered every participant. These racers tried so hard to put forth their best effort, and that was enough for them. When it came time for their awards (clothing and other paraphernalia donated through Tracy's tireless efforts), they were so thrilled that they got to choose a jersey or a hat or a saddle bag. It was amazing - they loved us and remembered our names or that one of us rode the course with them or that a couple of us pushed them up the hill to finish the race. I can't say in words the overwhelming feeling I left with - I hope Tracy will have us back next year.
Wendy helping Melanie stay on track
Jen monitoring a clean pass on the courseI also found some motivation this past weekend, courtesy of Evelyn. Ev will, from time to time, include non-Artemsians in fun, off season activities. She included me on her email for a Beer Ride in Davidsonville. At the last minute, I decided I need to stop being a homebody and I need to start getting back to life. So, I showed up. Mona brought her husband, Bob (they were rockstars and kept a great pace with us, despite Bob's lead-sled) and ride leaders Ev and James kept us on track. The weather was beautiful, Davidsonville roads are mostly cycling friendly (I say roads, not traffic) and company was awesome. I went home after 3 hours or so of a good, steady pace thinking - oh, yeah ... I remember this feeling. I love my bike. I love riding. I love this sport.
I'm considering the Seagull tomorrow to continue my "get out and ride" theme, but am undecided thus far. Your mission ? Get out this weekend and remember why YOU love to ride.
Happy Friday !!
2 comments:
You need to get you a mountain bike and some lights and hit up the Rosaryville Tuesday night ride. Or the Wakefield night ride. Or any of the others on the MORE board. It'll remind you why you love turning the pedals.
Jim, you missed the part about being adverse to falling ... mtb rides include falling, no ?
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