The title cuts right to the chase.
I went out for a ride on Sunday - only the 2nd time on the new Jamis since I picked it up this winter. I haven't been as dedicated with my "training" as I had in the earlier part of the spring - I got sick and that lingered on for about two weeks, and then it took me a bit of time to get my rear back into the gym.
There were times on Sunday that I truly felt my that heart was going to jump out of my chest, run along side of me, and curse at me and heckle. My legs felt ok, which leads me to believe that the hours of spinning that I have been throwing in lately have had some sort of payoff, but the engine needs some tuning-up.
So, I have decided to register for a mountain bike race on June 18th - Guy's Neshaminy Classic. I have done this race three times (I think) over the course of the past ten years. Its a good course and a great race and I need something to motivate me to get my ass up out the bed at 5 am to get to the gym
So its done. Registered. I am registered for the Sport Class - that's like the intermediate division. I thought about Beginner, given the shape I am in, but a former teammate of mine bitch slapped me. He's got a point - I've been riding since 1993. That's close to 18 years of experience. Just on principle, I don't belong in the Beginner Class, even if I get my ass handed to me in Sport. It will be 14 miles of pain. I have a month to train. Let the fun begin.