Today's the first big race of the season around here, the University of Maryland Crit. Supposed to be one pack shredder of a race owing to lots of turns, a short/steep hill on each lap, and not the widest of roads. It's my first "A" race of the season. I just don't know why I'm so stressed about this.
I feel good, the legs feel fresh, my bike is totally dialed-in. I've been in my "race" week all week, doing short rides with a couple high-intensity efforts in there to keep the legs fresh. Yesterday was a quick recovery ride, but I threw one hard sprint in there and managed to hit my highest peak power so far--on the trainer. This is my first foray with CyclingPeaks, but the Performance Manager says my TSB has come up quite a bit. I've managed some good performances at the training races in a pack that included some cat 3's. My team absolutely rocks, and I know will work hard to support any of us in a break.
Why am I doubting myself? I mean, there's nothing else I could do to prepare myself better for this race. I've done what I can do. Now I'm sitting here agonizing over it, unsure of when to take my shot off the front. I'm not the greatest sprinter and I think the course favors a breakaway, so getting off the front is really my goal.
I guess for some reason I still don't feel like I belong off the front. I mean, I was a cat 5 barely hangin' on just a few months ago. Survival is somehow a less anxiety-provoking goal than winning, though.
Ah, hell. When the whistle blows, what's gonna happen is gonna happen. My training's been pretty good, I'm fed, I'm rested. I need to stop stressing, but it's easier said than done.