When Coronavirus locked us down, I hit the trainer, and I hit it HARD. I changed from a mid-volume to a high volume plan, and really knuckled down. When lockdown lifted, and racing started again, I thought I’d be the front of the pack!
What I discovered instead is that EVERYONE had the same thought, and the level of racing just went through the roof. Instead of winning every race, I found myself having my teeth kicked in, race after race, after race.
And you know what? I’m just so happy to be back on the track racing again, that I just can’t wait for the next one.
So: go race. Do it. It sucks. It’s amazing. It’s incredible. It’s awful. It’s addictive.
I’m a pan-flat crit racer in C-grade, but I’ve been signing up for every race on the calendar - kermesses, road races, hell, even the state road race championships. I’m getting smashed, but loving (almost) every second of it!