Ramblings of a racing addict

 It’s official. I’m allergic to not racing. At least not being able to do the racing I’d love to be doing…… well that’s the conclusion I am drawing from recent events.

 After reluctently departing the USA just as their summer racing season kicks into high gear, we’made it back to Palmee relatively trouble free. By complete fluke we’d booked connecting flights that went through Atlanta in the US rather than northern connector hubs…. all of which had closed dueto weather and caused major travel chaos for many of the XTERRA family heading on from Richmond. Otherwise we may have had some serious issues.

 Home safe, and looking forward to a relaxing week before work kicks off again, I remembered I’d volunteered to be a subject for a friends exercise physiology masters thesis involving cycling performance. My commitment involves  two rather nasty 2hr30 lab bike efforts.

 So when he hunted me down and arranged the trial for Monday I was, umm, really excited. Pre-trial required a controlled one hour session at the lab yesterday. Outside it was raining heavily, and freezing cold. My car is currently out of action and nic was away. So no choice but to put on multiple layers and man up for the 5km right out to Massey. 1km down the road and I got a flat front tire. Someone was trying to tell me something. It was cold, wet, and I was late, so I rode the flat out to Massey.

 Onto the exercise. an hour at 220 watts. Not super hard at all, yet 1/2 way through I suffered a rather alarming episode that I can only pressume was some form of reaction to something. Light headed, couldn’t breath etc… Needless to say session was stopped and no trial today. I’m fine now. So I’m put it down to an allergic reaction of sorts…..

….. to the fact I’m its winter, I have to go to work, and I’m not in the States racing where I’d rather be! Ah well, back to reality. The pic below is outside our place at 3pm this arvo. Beautiful huh? Just a wee change from the 30 degrees of Richmond