Utah Masters Nationals

The race I was peaking for has come and gone. It has been the fastest 6 days I can recall. If I was Hemingway, I’m sure I would have no problem translating my feelings into a few sentences of crisp declarative thought. But it’s just me, an engineer who struggled with English and dreaded anything to do with writing in general.
I’ve learned that there is a long continuum of cycling talent. My exposure to team rides, Tuesday night training races, the USCF weekend races was put into a global perspective when I collected my thoughts on racing in the National scene. For sure I was not one of the stronger riders. I don’t come away with my head down, but a better understanding of what is possible. If I were not exposed to this level of talent, I would never know what is possible. I am blessed with the desire to keep trying harder. I look forward to the new levels of suffering I experience and dole out.
To be sure Utah has some great terrain that is challenging, but I wouldn’t trade my normal training rides for what I experienced this weekend. I will never forget the 5 mile climb from our Hotel to the top of a snow peaked ski resort with mansions dotting the hillside as you go through switchbacks and alpine vistas.
Cycling is a wonderful sport to not only keep you physically fit, but allows you to relax in some spectacular rides. For both of you that have read my blog, its a toss up between Maui and Park City Utah. I will continue to exlore new cycling routes.

A week of rest, then back to the grind of training and racing.