I know I should feel great for simply being able to finish this race, but I’m not. Halfway through I almost quit. I somehow summoned enough courage or insanity to finish and practically limped in. Time was way more than what I thought it would be.
Granted, I got intense cramps in my calves 4 miles into the race. I was probably dehydrated. I didn’t get as much sleep as I would have liked the night before. I had never ridden the entire course before this. Hell, I had never ridden more than about 11 miles on a mountain bike on singletrack AT ONE TIME BEFORE. And I parked at the finish and rode 3.5 miles to the start, on TOP of the 16 mile route.
Still, I hate it when I suck at something. I guess I just need to ride more and try it again next year.
