Day 14 – Livigno
Day Fourteen: 21/02/23
Resting Heart Rate: 74bpm
Blood Saturation: 94
Active recovery day today. I went ice karting with determination to beat my brother. Unfortunately, the warmer day had made the circuit extremely bumpy so in the end, it was about how much I was prepared to hurt/damage my body (getting airborne over the bumps) in order to win. Given I’m about half my brother’s weight, I should have been able to beat him however his understanding of how machines react/handle in different situations way exceeds my knowledge of motorsports. My accelerations and top end speeds were much better than his however his handling of the kart was much more impressive than mine. I just went flat foot out of the corners, often felt out of control sliding around and took the shortest, bumpiest lines in order to gain an advantage…. But all at the price of a seriously bruised buttocks and tailbone. My neck is sore too. I guess I feel that the body heals faster than a damaged ego or losing? I don’t even feel like I won, my brother was a MUCH better driver but I crossed the line first. I’m not proud of all the traits that come with being born to win. I still find myself trying to solve the mystery of what drives an athlete and WHY? It’s very complexed. We will dive deeply into that (was it worth it?) a little later.
I was exhausted after our little but serious sibling’s competition so I took an hour recovery in the sun before hitting the pool for my 1km recovery swim. Guess what? My Garmin flashed PB, PB, PB! I was proud of that, even if it wasn’t the plan. The crazy life and mindset of a competitor.