His rhetorical question "...who gives a shit?" is what I can best relate to. Why was I spending hours alone on the road training, driving to races, and racing? For a sponsor? For my ego? For a mid-life crisis? For fun?
All I know is, I was acting extremely selfishly and was NOT racing for my family who didn't attend 1 race my best and final season of my career. So, I'm done, for now. But I admire, respect and applaud all those who are able to find the proper lifestyle balance and are riding and racing for fun. Please enjoy it, in part for me, and I hope to join you again, for fun.
In the meantime, my energy and wallet is focused on these 2. If nothing else, the ridiculous amount of driving throughout New England to races prepared me well for the same ridiculous amounts of driving to hockey games. Damn the cycling gods must be angry for handing me 2 goalies!
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Even without a family I have struggled with the philosophical questions of why we pursue racing. It can be quite absurd. It is an emotional and finaical commitment, more than we realize sometimes.
Finding a balance--emotional as well as finacial-with life is not always easy. I had to take two full years off from riding before my vigor came back. When I came back I had to set the power meter, hear rate monitor, and all the rest aside and know that my daily ride was just to clear my head. Racing had to be for fun, and if it isn't I'm done.
Life goes one with or without racing. Great post.
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