15 days. That is all that stand between me and and the biggest race of my short racing career. At this very moment I do not feel anxious or nervous or scared or excited. I feel tired and sick and thoroughly exhausted.
I begged for a workout plan this week. I begged and pleaded to have structure. Then it was given to me and look what happens, I can't pick myself up off the floor, quite literally. It is like it comes out of nowhere. This draining feeling this inhabits my body and takes control. I have no power. No energy.
I feel like it has been an eternity since I have been on my mountain bike. An. ETERNITY. It's been 3 days. Ha. That's how awesome the riding and the trails are up here. If I could describe them I would, but my words wouldn't do them justice.
I want so badly to have the energy to train and to train well. I feel like I have a few good days here and there and then I have a string of bad days. How can I expect to really compete at a high level when I am so zapped of energy?
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