Ok – I admit, I was down the past couple days. Down lower than Andreas Kloden or even Tommy D. No, I didn’t get hit by a car, or crash out of the Vuelta. I’d just been feeling low. I mean, here I am, drawing closer to 26 than 25, and all the times it seems, there’s another guy my age winning something big.
When do I get to make the top of my field? Sure, the competition is tough, but c’mon, I haven’t even gotten the chance to compete. Where’s my license form? Where do I pay the entry fee? Show me the rules for upgrading. I’m stuck here test-riding hybrids when all I want to do is get on the front and wail. It’s not like I couldn’t resist the drug temptations. I can handle the handle the uncertainty and pay my dues at the junk races. If Voeckler can do it, I gotta be able to, too, right?
Maybe I shouldn’t be so eager to get it done early. I mean, O’Grady’s only gotten better with age, and most of the guys who win over and over again seem to be north of thirty. Still, it’s nice to watch a newer name come up, confirm his skills and reap the rewards. Maybe next time, it’ll be me…
Cheer up, Cosmo – 26 is the new 13.
glad to hear your feeling better.
er, “you’re”
Oh my! Closer to 26 then 25? Try 52 racing against the 45 year olds in masters’ fields. Even when you’re going fast you know you’re not going fast.
So enjoy it! Local club race or Vuelta. Go fast, go hard and quit whinning. It doesn’t last forever.
I’ll now step off my soap box.