This week was the last one in the “four in four” races that I have been doing the last month. This week’s segment was in Rye, New York. It is about an hour outside of the city. This race did not go as well last week. I had a great swim and gave out in the middle of the lead pack, and stayed in the front pack for the duration of the ride. I started the run in contention, but my heel injury flared up. I have been struggling the past week with a hematoma/bone bruise on the bottom of my heel. I thought I would be able to race through it, but not so much. I was limping from the get-go, and decided to call it a day after about 1k into the run at the risk of jepordizing the rest of my season. I did make the front pack, though, which was a good indicator of how things are going.
Through connections of connections me and a few buddies made it down to Manhattan after the race with a driver and a car. Nice. New York is always a fun city to see, and it was a nice diversion after the disappointing race. After the shenanigans we headed back to Rye were I crashed at a “holistic retreat.” I think I hugged a few trees last night, and finally made peace with my inner child.
Well four weeks have gone by and brought me to Switzerland, Boston, California, and New York. All were great experiences. Some of the races went well, some not so well, and one race (Boston) didn’t even go at all. Anyways, gotta get back to Lincoln, actually do some schoolwork for a change, give the old heel some rest, and resume training to get ready for Scott Tinley’s Dirty Adventures in two weeks………