Cold Feet--to suddenly become too frightened to do something you had planned to do,
especially something important
I always have thoughts of self doubt. Did I train enough? Is my set up correct? The thoughts always go away to replaced by excitement, but they are always there.
Last week I went out in below zero temps for only the second time this year. After an hour and a half, my feet started to get cold. This summer a mouse decided to build a nest in one of my winter boots. I found a bunch of shredded paper in it this fall. Not a big deal, except I found some of the insulation is missing this week. New boots came today. Same brand/size-Cabela's. Warmer than my old ones. I'll ride them this weekend, but I'm sure they will be fine.
Training has been going okay the last couple of weeks. 7-9 hours/week, usually spread out among 3 rides. Last Sun I was able to meet up with Tri for 4 hours. Long rides are more fun with others. I look forward to group riding at AH and in training for trans-iowa.
Have a good week.
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