At times this sport can push one's tolerance for hardship. Tonight is one of those times.
Pitch black, needing to reset GPS every few minutes (what if it falls?), rain the whole way obscuring visibility and pushing ETA back, one headlight out, too little sleep all week because of long hours working, will only get four hours tonight because work delayed planned departure, lonely eight hour, 350 mile drive.
So tempting to turn back and scratch from event.
But I press on, fighting to stay awake and keep up speed. Laddie asleep in the back. Will he be ready to give his best? Will I?