Saturday, February 23, 2008
Life in the Off-Season
Last Sunday was my last race of the cyclo-cross season. It's always a relief when the season is over. No more suffering on the bike. No more packing and unpacking every few days. No more sleeping in strange beds in towns I can't pronounce. And no more butterflies in my gut obsessing about that upcoming event.
For the first few days following my last event, I felt free. I could do whatever I want. I could go to a party and stand on my feet, dance until sunrise, eat that extra chocolate chip cookie...or seven. My options were limitless.
(Want to know how a pro cyclist spends her time during the off-season? See photos at right.)
But now that almost a week had passed since my last race, I find myself already champing at the bit. It must be some form of withdrawal. I suppose if enough time passes, the feeling for a "race day fix" will subside.
Next week I am off to NYC, my former hometown, for Vanderkitten Media Tour. It will be my first time traveling without a bike. We'll see if i return to Belgium a cigar-smoking, Guava-Martini-drinking, stiletto-wearing city babe. I've heard it's really easy to slip back into old habits.