It was horrible – mentally and physically. Didn’t feel normal until 3/4’s of the way around the loop. Slowest time yet of 44:01.
This was made extra fscked because I lost valuable sleep to do it and set myself up for a day best-forgotten.
The silver lining on all this? It was the last straw. I did some reading and I’m going to see a doctor about my possible depression. Just as soon as I work out this fscking health system. Lucky me.
Update
Apparently my symptoms are more like grief, not depression. It gets better and better doesn’t it!?
WEll Well Well. Mr Hippy, 10 years has past and I wish you a big freakin hello and how the hell are you. Only gets better, depression is the herediatry mental disease, and you were always pretty awesome. Sorry to hear your Grief and all the best on the next event. I’ve been competeting in trail events with my MTB and had a severe asthma attack after the first lap,
So lost my time for that one, but not my life, so I will be kicken it’s fscking butt next weekend. Send me an email dude.
Don’t grieve for me Hippy, I shall be back soon!! As soon as I get enough sun for the 3 of us 🙂
Leechy!
Mum said she saw you in town the other day and that you were racing mtb. You’re heading OS soon, yeah?
Scary stuff with the asthma attack. Glad your still fired up for racing.
Good work Sheila! I hope it’s toasty warm sun..