Go ahead and say that title five times fast…
Any way, it’s been about a week and a half since the DirtWirx Bike Week ended and I think I can finally put my thoughts together about how it all went. Mostly, I think I’ve been in shock. I mean, holy shit, I raced FIVE FREAKIN’ RACES IN ONE WEEK! Who does that?!?!?
I did that.
I raced the Time Trial and Short Track on Saturday, the regular Minnesota Mountain Bike Series Race on Sunday, the Duel Solemn on Wednesday, and then the 25 Hour Race the following Saturday and Sunday¹! You know what? I was one of only four women who did all five races, so I came home with a couple medals and I even won some cash money! Woo Hoo!
Because I’ve been trying to be my own best friend, I kept telling myself that I’m doing some pretty cool stuff and I totally deserve the medals and the cash. BUT…there was still this annoying, bitchy, voice in my head reminding me that the only reason I came home with those medals, and the cash, was because none of the fast people showed up. (And by “fast people” I mean any other women that know how to ride a bike.)
Mountain bike racing isn’t like your average 5k or 10k. You don’t automatically get a t-shirt and there aren’t participation medals. The only people who get recognition are the top three people in each class. Part of me thinks this is cool, but there’s another part who thinks it sucks.
It’s not like I’m one of those kids on the t-ball team who’s out in right field, picking dandelions, thinking that they deserve a standing ovation (or Dairy Queen) just because their parents signed them up for the team, bought them a glove, and drove them out to the game. No. I’m working hard for this. So when I looked at it like that, I felt like I totally deserve those medals!
But even with all the work I’ve put in, sometimes it felt like I really didn’t deserve them. Even though I came in second, third, or fourth, I WAS STILL FREAKIN’ LAST! It just seemed like being last and getting a medal is wrong.
And then I blocked out that bitchy voice and focused on the best friend voice: “The important thing isn’t where I placed, the medals, or the cash. The important thing is that I’m getting out there and doing things.”
Get out there and do things. That’s what matters!
¹A lot of people have asked me how the 25 Hour race works so I thought it would be nice to share a little bit of that with you. Basically, you have 25 hours to ride as many laps around the course as you can. You can take any amount of breaks between laps and, at this race, you could even leave the race course to go do what ever and then come back and do more laps.
I rode the whole time with my Sissy and I have to say, it was crazy! Our minds wanted to do a billion laps, but our bodies were only able to do four. We did two laps right away, took a nice long break, and then did a night lap. I thought about trying to do an early morning lap while my Sissy was still sleeping, but I opted for relaxation instead. It would’ve really been crappy if I had done a lap and was unable to do another one with her to finish our race.
Oh, and having cool outfits is NOT a must. Unless you’re my team, then fun outfit ARE a must! Go Team Tutu!
(Also? The race course was the same course that the Expert and Elite riders race during the Minnesota Mountain Bike Series. How freakin’ cool is that?!?!?)