This week the weather has both cooperated and frustrated. It's been cold, but not snowing, so at least the roads and paths are clear. Unfortunately it's also been gray, which really de-motivates me. Give me sun and I can drag my body out the door no matter how tired I am. Gray skies mean extra shots of espresso and an extra shot of will power to layer up and get outside.
To add to that on Wednesday I made the drive to Boulder to catch the Wednesday Worlds 'Cross ride. It's basically an informal race that many of the top riders in Boulder use to get faster. It starts at 8 AM, so it was an early morning. But traffic and some bad luck meant I didn't get to Boulder until 8:20, so I missed the ride! Riding on my own my legs feeling like heavy noodles, so it may have been a good thing I didn't make it.
This week I'll just be racing on Saturday. I'm definitely starting to wear down from my longest 'cross season to date. My top end is going and more often than not my legs are fatigued. Cross demands a level of snappiness that only a committed rider can provide. Last weekend my legs were dead during the drive to the venue but somehow they felt OK when we started. I guess that's what pinning on a number does, to quote the great Jens Voigt, "I tell my legs to shut up and do what I tell you!"
In a stroke of some luck this weekend the weather looks great. Cold, but not snowy or wet to create the muddy conditions of last week. I don't mind the mud, but when every pedal stroke is an adventure it kind of takes my motivation out. That's likely due to the fact that my technical skills are poor but my aerobic conditioning is high. I guess from now on I can only hope that mother nature is on my side!
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