Huh. I would not have guessed that it’s been 6 full months since writing anything here. A few people have asked, so I checked. Kind of fitting that the last post was about the first race back. I guess it’s easier to write when you have bigger problems to write about.
The short version of the racing season goes like this: it went better than I feared, but not as well as I’d hoped.
I was able to race regularly, but not as much as I’m used to. I actually raced at times, rather than just riding along with the pack. Won a few races. But when things got really hard I was often at my limit. A lot of the time I felt nervous.
The big problem was that I just couldn’t train hard, consistently. Hard races or too much hard training would make my leg hurt. Not a tired-hurt, but hurt deep inside somewhere (which would move around to different places).
I’ve accepted what my orthopedist, massotherapist, and physical therapist have told me: my anatomy is different now; it’s not going to be the same. Which doesn’t mean that it can’t still get better: looking back since May, things continue to improve (but often in a two steps forward, one step back sort of way).
Maybe the biggest adjustment has been in learning to continuously make adjustments — both in attitude and in what I do physically. I still have this constant — and I mean literally constant — awareness that my leg just feels different now. I’m not sure that will ever go away (at this point, it doesn’t feel like it will).
One aspect of the ‘continuous adjustment’ was getting a full-on, medical bike fit at the Boulder Center for Sports Medicine. More on that in another post.
Update: Apparently I jinxed myself by writing this, as I woke up in the middle of the night with leg pain, and couldn’t ride. I’m blaming it on hammering a Strava segment 2 days ago. Stupid Strava.