With the unofficial kickoff to the “season” happening this weekend I’m having second thoughts. Even though it was a few months ago, it seems like I just finished racing. And just like that it's on again. And no, I’m not talking about what everyone else likes to do this time of year: cyclocross. I’m talking about the 2014 Winter Short Track Series.
Yeah, it’s that time again. I’ve pretty much talked myself out of doing it too. You see, last year during the series I raced in two classes each day (for a total of ten races.) It was a good way to get my ass in shape no doubt, but towards the end I realized that I just wasn’t having any fun. During the last race on the last day, I got really mad at the people riding in my class that had no idea how to maneuver a bike through twisty singletrack. In fact, I got so pissed that I started yelling at people in a not so happy way. I ended up stopping at my truck for a beer to make things all better.
I guess I just wasn’t having fun. Racing can be fun sometimes I suppose, but riding in circle with a bunch of dirt roadies had me like a race car in the red.
And I just needed to relax.
This year, I’ll still attend the races. Lunchbox plans to “race” in a wide assortment of costumes, as do most of my friends (without costumes.) A few of us will probably find a good spot in the woods, grab a few beers, and heckle the shit outta the people that like going fast this time of year. That sounds a lot more fun to me. Plus, I don’t have to skip riding on Saturdays to keep my legs fresh for the Sunday short track action.
I’m a winner already.
If you’re reading this and you’re racing in the series, be prepared for the shit show from us here at B-43. You might “win” too.