Well, no matter what, I'm thankful.
With all the Crap that's come my way this year, I'm sure I could get away with NOT being all that thankful, but all in all I still am. After the calorie-fest that is thanksgiving,
it is finally time for me to go get my heart re-wired. Sitting here the night before getting a probe threaded up into your heart can make a person look back in a very "Thanksgiving like" frame of mind. Even with getting slapped with yet another heath issue, and getting the cross season I put off all LAST season pretty much ripped out from under my legs AGAIN, I still have little to be that mad about. All in all things are OK, and while I miss racing, it is "just a hobby" and I got "participate" a bit and keep from loosing my mind.
Tomorrow I'm off to see if the Docs can fix my "broken" heart, and get me back on track to ride, both on the mountain bike and for next cross season. I am looking at a great reward for myself, If I can get back to racing. Everyone needs a carrot to pull them past the hard parts of life, and I have mine.
Some might question how much being able to ride and race as poorly as I do could mean so much to someone. The truly competitive "cat 2" types out there probably can't understand why middle of the pack Cat 4-45+ finishes could really mean so much to anyone, why it occupies so much of one's thoughts. Some out there will understand how much riding and racing bikes, even with such mediocrity can mean to someone.
I am backed up by an amazing group of friends & teammates, and a strong & loving wife. This makes it all easier, and makes me strive, not only to ride & race to my ability, but to strive to get back "into the saddle" and be there for them, to be worthy of that support.
I'll be back soon, and by January I plan on starting to ride, and ride HARD again.
I can't wait.