Battling FOMO

I spent yesterday watching Chris get ready for the CTR. (Follow him here)  I watched longingly as he counted out calories for food, debated sleeping systems, and charged up his lights.  While I know that there's no way I could ride the CTR at the level that I'd want to ride the CTR if I were to ride it, it still made me a little bit sad to not be going out.  

 

FOMO.  Fear of missing out.  It's the worst.  

I dropped Chris off at Jj and Ed's last night on the front range and headed home.  I made it as far as Buena Vista where I was lucky enough to crash on the couch of Kep's Balls World Headquarters.  It sure beat the dirt which was going to be my second option because similarly to being no good at staying awake for riding once the sun goes down, I'm no good at driving either.  But that meant that this morning I got to drive over Cottonwood Pass during sunrise.  

I made it to work having no clue where anything was, the car a giant mess, but true to Ez form, when it came to crunch time, I had a helmet on my head, gloves on my hands, water in my bag, and a bike with two wheels that rolled.  My brakes even worked.  To an outside observer, it would have even seemed that I had my life together.  Little did they know...

So now, a week of camping alone and obsessively checking trackleaders, because I want to see Cat break my record, Chris go fast, and an epic battle between the hard hitting men who lined up this year.  I chose a good year to be a blue-dot junkie.

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That is too bad you have to commute in such conditions! Ouch, just painful to think of your misery. Sad really that some people get all the luck, you know 2hours on the 405 crawling north in a filthy concrete canyon. Surrounded by like minded wild life, unfortunately not an endangered species!

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