day 1
June 7th, 6pm - June 8th, 10pm
Starting a race, I am always looking forward to finding myself on my own on the road. Although at the start of Kromvojoj, the group split easily into smallest groups of friends. Just navigating between them, not feeling the pressure to stay with any, I am able to appreciate the views, and it keeps me awake and alert all night, catching the red lights here and there. In the morning I have not stopped yet and finally find coffee. I am carrying enough food for the day, but still indulge in a Spanish pastry.
I have not been fighting the fatigue, nor the stress. That 1st night out, I am just very unsure of what I am doing there. Do I really want to race ? It takes me until the morning to make peace with the idea of being in a race. I mean, now I am there, right ?
