So Friday night we went to Action Park.
It was a good night. We went 2, 2, 1, 1, 1. Both of those seconds involved a fall and a restart. One of them was my over commitment...
The second was the result of us getting straight up taken out by a young kid who only seems to know how to go fast on one line and one line only and he will run that line whether or not someone else is already on it.
I got this..
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Some swell-knee and a slightly enlarged decently sore left forearm.
These are pretty common things for my body. We do this often and don't pay it much mind.
BUT THIS TIME..
We went racing again Saturday. Not the first time racing injured, not the last. You count on the intensity of the starting grid drawing your attention away from the pain and adrenaline carrying you the rest of the race. Feel the pain later when there is time.
Something strange happened. Although ignoring the pain went as well as always, my body decided to back door me on the game plan.
I would send a request for a muscle to do something, the muscles would send back a "Request Denied" form, and that was that.
The large majority of these requests are muscle memory ones, not really conscious requests, thus these failures where not pain related rejections. Just straight up "unable to process" denials.
This is new. Brand new. I don't like it. It's unpleasant.
Getting older so far has involved having to work a little harder to stay in shape, taking a few extra days (ok, sometimes weeks) to heal, and being a little less able to live off ramen and Coco Puffs for extended periods of time.
this is different.
I either need to get on the Joe Rogan hormone diet or start an actual exercise routine to combat this. Maybe both.
Daisy and I have always said when the time comes we sell the race bike and build a race car. Do not feel we are there yet, but this was the first sign that it may be on the horizon.
It was a good night. We went 2, 2, 1, 1, 1. Both of those seconds involved a fall and a restart. One of them was my over commitment...
The second was the result of us getting straight up taken out by a young kid who only seems to know how to go fast on one line and one line only and he will run that line whether or not someone else is already on it.
I got this..
IMG_20210821_010304.jpg
Some swell-knee and a slightly enlarged decently sore left forearm.
These are pretty common things for my body. We do this often and don't pay it much mind.
BUT THIS TIME..
We went racing again Saturday. Not the first time racing injured, not the last. You count on the intensity of the starting grid drawing your attention away from the pain and adrenaline carrying you the rest of the race. Feel the pain later when there is time.
Something strange happened. Although ignoring the pain went as well as always, my body decided to back door me on the game plan.
I would send a request for a muscle to do something, the muscles would send back a "Request Denied" form, and that was that.
The large majority of these requests are muscle memory ones, not really conscious requests, thus these failures where not pain related rejections. Just straight up "unable to process" denials.
This is new. Brand new. I don't like it. It's unpleasant.
Getting older so far has involved having to work a little harder to stay in shape, taking a few extra days (ok, sometimes weeks) to heal, and being a little less able to live off ramen and Coco Puffs for extended periods of time.
this is different.
I either need to get on the Joe Rogan hormone diet or start an actual exercise routine to combat this. Maybe both.
Daisy and I have always said when the time comes we sell the race bike and build a race car. Do not feel we are there yet, but this was the first sign that it may be on the horizon.
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