Not that I’m keeping track, but it’s 16 days and 8 hours until the 2015 Tour Divide starts. I’ve stuck to my training plan for over a year and I’ve tried to gain as much knowledge as possible to prepare myself. I’ve known for quite a while what I’m about to do, but for some reason the length of time made it all seem very surreal.
This past week, the realization of what I’m about to do has really hit home, and I’ve had my moments of shear terror mixed with excitement and eagerness for the start to begin. I can’t seem to wrap my head that I will ride my mountain bike 2,745 miles from Canada to Mexico and climb 220,000 ft of elevation! It’s like I will be doing the Leadville 100 mountain bike race every day for 25 – 27 days straight.
I attempted the Pb100 race and got cut-off on Twin Lakes 2. I didn’t take training seriously enough, nor did I hone in my nutrition. What I’m optimistic about with the Tour Divide is that there are no cut-offs, it’s a single stage race. So I’m slower than most riders, that doesn’t mean that I’m lacking in grit or unwilling to ride further than most. In Leadville, I didn’t quit, nor does the word “quit” often find itself in my vocabulary. The Tour Divide is a different animal, and I’m very ready to embrace the suck that comes with it.
My goal is to not let any negative thoughts in my mind while on the on the route, ever! My outlet has always been writing, and if I release any bit of doubt now I can start the toughest mountain bike race in the world with a clean slate. So there it is, I’ve released the negative. Snow, bears, elevation, exhaustion, hypothermia, shady gas station food, and any other forms of adversity… give me your worst because I’m coming for you, and you can’t stop me!