It just feels … weird.
Not good weird, not bad weird, just … weird.
For the first time in … well … um … a decade? I’m heading into New Years with no set athletic ambitions for next year. No races officially on the calendar, no inkling of my “peak” times of the year, no clarity on what events I want to focus on.
And it feels weird.
In all, 2009 was a pretty fantastic year – I met some career racing goals, enjoyed watching my little baby become a little person, got some clarity around life goals and locales. But it was also challenging, with a couple of disheartening crashes at key moments, bike breakage and more – and worse – illness than I’ve faced in many years. And given the life upheaval of the past 3 months, it’s pretty much all I can do to hang on, ride or run when I can, and just hope that come Monday, things will settle down.
Which is strange. Normally by October, I’m sketching out a calendar for the next year, I’m getting eager to train – even though I’m not done with the current season yet! – and I’ve got a really good idea of my peak events. But this year, it’s already the end of December, staring January in the face, and I’ve got … nothing. Well, not completely nothing – I do have a couple of events that I *think* I’ll target next year. Maybe. Perhaps. We’ll see.
Starting a new job, in a new part of the country, is never “easy.” Starting a new job in a riding Mecca, though, makes me think I should be more on the ball than I am. But I don’t have a clear understanding of the racing scene down there (i.e., what’s easily accessible), I’m *really* looking forward to just exploring by bike or by foot and truth be told, I’m so focused on my job right now (rightfully so!) that the thought of registration deadlines and missing the window for certain races simultaneously terrifies and paralyzes me.
Kim and I talked about it last night, and I know I will have a good season in 2010. It will be skewed later in the calendar year, for sure, but that just means I should still be going strong for the NC Grand Prix, in my hometown, the weekend before Thanksgiving. And between now and then, there are some really awesome racing opportunities – once I get back, finish getting settled, and start to get back into racing shape. It’ll take me longer than previous years to reach that level, but I’ll also have nicer weather and longer days of daylight to help the process along. That’s why I’m not totally freaking out about my fitness, and why I know I’ll have fun next year.
Still, it feels weird.
Bring it on!
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