[kwit] verb, quit or quit·ted, quit·ting,adjective
1.
to stop, cease, or discontinue
2. to release from obligation; free, clear, etc.
per·se·vere
[pur-suh-veer] verb, -vered,-ver·ing
1.to persist in anything undertaken; maintain a purpose inspite of difficulty, obstacles, or discouragement; continue
steadfastly.
vic·to·ry
[vik-tuh-ree, vik-tree]
noun, plural -ries.
1.
a success or superior position achieved against any
opponent, opposition, difficulty, etc.
Today
was the Sacagawea Classic at Bohart Ranch, and to make a long story short it
was chaos. 36 degrees with rain and snow dumping from the sky made for almost
impossible waxing conditions, and within three minutes of the start I was
soaked to the bone. My kick wax grabbed every piece of snow, rock, ice, and branch
it touched and refused to let go. I was running on super glue. I stopped 13
times in the race to pound the crud from the bottom of my skis. It took me 78
minutes to race 18 kilometers.
2 minutes into the most bizarre race of my career, both physically and mentally. Pouring rain and... awesome?? |
Many
people dropped out, and a part of me didn’t blame them. I’ve always raced with
the philosophy of “You can’t finish first if you don’t finish.” Personally, if I dropped out of a race every
time I was frustrated or exhausted with 10k to go, I would rarely make it to
the finish line. Only one person can be first, and to the rest defeat is
inevitable. To admit to this defeat before the End would only fill me with
woulda-shoulda-coulda thoughts. I don’t like those thoughts.
However to me there’s a difference between pain and suffering. Yeah I totally got
spanked by some weekend warriors, including girls, and yeah it took me twice as
long as it usually would to ski a race like that, but after crossing the finish
I felt like ‘wow, I can’t believe I got to the end of this’ and had to laugh
about it. I wasn’t the only one skiing those conditions today, and there was a
sort of camaraderie amongst all of us rain-drenched and bedraggled racers that
got through it, and I felt proud to be among them.
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