I admit: I feel worse and worse at each cross race. Not so much that I’m slower or physically feeling worse, but I’m definitely mentally worse. I just… don’t really try. I don’t take chances. I don’t push it. It’s really lame, but my heart’s just not in it at all.
The course was fun though; the mud was peanut-buttery, lots of scary off-camber turns, lots of running. I actually did pretty well, although I was pretty slow… I ended up getting cut off early, as the leaders finished about 100 yards behind me. I had another lap in me, I was ready for it. oh well. Kinda sucked. But I was so far off the back, it’s not like I was in contention for anything *sigh*.
I had a lot of fun watching the single speed wc’s; the bubble machine was awesome, and the costumes priceless. One day I will bunny hop like they do… one day.
So I’m quitting cross and starting my winter cross training now. Actually, i kind of started it a few weeks ago, but now I’m really starting it. Lots of weight training, taking a break from a regimented biking schedule, and a strong focus on losing some poundage. I’ve been half-assing it for a while, but I have some concrete goals over the next 8 weeks.
