That day.


There's that day. The day you finally crack that guy. That guy who always can push himself a little deeper than you. The one that always kicked your ass, even when you were still racing and he'd moved on.There's that day, even though you're a little soft, that you drop everyone in the first k of the climb and you're isolated with that guy, and you crack him... because you didn't care anymore about what would happen when you really just committed to hurting yourself and being ok with passing out if you had to. That day was this winter. That was a great day.

Posted on March 22, 2010 and filed under Uncategorized.