Sunday, October 07, 2012
I feel great. Yesterday, at the race, a few people asked how I was doing. The verbal answer was, "much, much better". This was acurate as far as how I'm doing physically. Mentally, I'm going batty. To feel physically "right" and have to take it easy is...there are no words. None.
So there I was yesterday, listening to people talking about stuff like how bumpy the course was, the nasty run up and who rode it and who didn't, the beer hand ups, the waffle (with syrup) hand ups, and such. I felt like an outsider. Hopefully, next Sunday is the last week I have to sit and watch. I can't wait.