Today I had a race.
Today I had my ass handed to me.
Today I learned that there’s no substitute for hard work. I can follow Charon Smith, read Dan Chabanov’s blog, and buy a Bear Dev Team shirt, but until I start really killing myself during workouts, I’m not going to be fast.
Today I learned that stuff doesn’t equal speed, it equals money that you don’t have any more. I can plan out which 900 dollar power meter I’m going to buy next February, look for carbon bars that will suit my exact ergo preferences, and read reviews upon reviews of the newest aero wheels, but it’s not going to put me into 1st place.
Here’s to getting smashed. Here’s to smashing in the future.