I found Rich Dillon's blog from today interesting:
http://teamdicky.blog.com/1957712/
Specifically this:
Don't really have much to add but I thought it was an interesting perspective. As someone recently said to me, if you're not having fun, then what the hell are you doing?
http://teamdicky.blog.com/1957712/
Specifically this:
Remember to race for the sheer joy of running around the woods on bikes wih 429 of your closest friends. Winning may look glamorous, but for me it's a mental catastrophe. Instead of just worrying about pace, cramps, nutrition, fun, good lines, good times etc. I am looking over my shoulder, rushing through aid stations, not looking at the scenery, thinking about failure, taking bad lines, freaking out when I'm flailing trying to get over a log, etc. I'm paying good money to stress myself way the hell out. Make sense? I dunno, but when I see pictures of people enjoying what looks like a lot of comaraderie at the aid stations and keeping each other company on Curtis Creek Rd I certainly feel a twinge of jealousy.
Don't really have much to add but I thought it was an interesting perspective. As someone recently said to me, if you're not having fun, then what the hell are you doing?