My pain threshold is generally pretty high. At least I feel like most of the time I can push through the pain that comes with training and racing. The last two of weeks has seen that threshold challenged pretty intensely as a result of a mountain bike crash at Mohican State Park. Let's just say that your ribs are not the best part of your body to absorb the impact of a crash. I don't know if I actually broke any ribs, but even if they weren't broken, I know from previous experience there's not much you can do to speed up the healing process. Time is the primary factor combined with taking it easy.
Anyone who's been reading this lately knows that cyclocross is my primary focus right now and the first race of the season was yesterday. I've been really psyched up for cross and have been training pretty hard for it. Sadly, I decided not to go because my ribs aren't completely healed. Hell, it still hurts to cough or sneeze and it's pretty much my own fault. Part of me is kicking myself for continuing training since the crash even though I wasn't healed. There was definitely additional pain during those training rides and runs, but I just pushed through it. At the end of the first week I was actually feeling better, but Monday I tweaked something during a ride that almost made me call Lorena to come get me. I noticed EVERY little bump in the road on the way home. The rest of the week I wised up and took it easy, but it was too little too late.
I suppose it's like training when you're sick. Sometimes you just have to listen to your body and rest. That's a hard thing to do when you feel like your fitness is improving and a race is just around the corner. Thank goodness this coming week was a scheduled rest week and I can get myself back to 100%. Perhaps I need to pull my dumbass threshold back a little, eh?