Some days you have it, some days you don’t. And some days you have negative “it.” Today was one of those days.
The crit was hard. I lasted one hour out of 90 minutes and was pulled. I get to race tomorrow, but my ego has been so badly beaten and bruised I feel like it might need to go see a therapist that specializes in dealing with rape victims. I wouldn’t mind if I got knocked on the head and forgot today ever happened.
My legs were worthless heaps of garbage today. I hope tomorrow will be better. End of story.