It's hard to accept defeat. Especially in something you feel passionate about. Our Western views place extreme emphasis on outcome and results - rather than celebrating the journey. As an athlete, this difference can rear its ugly head when ever an outcome doesn't go your way, a time isn't achieved or a race isn't won. It's important not dwell on it - but accept it, learn from it and move on. The fluctuations of performance are a reminder that life is a journey and we are all part of a process that ebbs, flows and cycles through.
This weekend was defeating. Straight up. I can easily (too easily?!) make up a million excuses and blame different things. But that will only make me feel better temporarily. Instead, I'm going to use this learning as part of the necessary journey to excellence. I'm so thankful for the ability to race my bike, feel the wind running through my hair and across my face - to feel the burn and intoxication of high intensity. It's my drug of choice. I missed it. And now, I must embrace it and welcome it back with open arms. Hello burn, nice to see you again. Now let's work together and see what we can do. :)