“Meh,” I shrugged.
I had no idea. I was wandering in a forest without a compass.
I was apprehensive but there was no turning back now.
On the second loop, my legs felt the fatigue. I stopped at every aid station and asked how I was doing in terms of time. I wished I had my bike computer (hard to rely on my watch). The volunteers assured me that I was doing fine and had ample time to finish.
As I hit mile 85, I noticed very few bikers on the road…
“Woah, woah! Stop!”
Then it sank.
- I need a bike computer. I can’t rely on timing from anyone else, nor is my watch a reliable source.
- I need to train on more hills.
- I need to take a practice dip on race day to warm up.
Ever experience a DNF? How did you cope with it?