Instead of sitting around torturing myself with questions like "Why not me?" or "Was it my essay?" or any of that garbage, I torture my legs with one of my favorite routes that takes me up a local grinder called Pinehurst.
Rule of thumb: as many Pinehurst repeats as rejection letters received on the day of question.
Today, on my third repeat, I forgot why I was riding and just rode. That's why I love cycling.
|The suffer. Get after it.|