Vor der n\u00e4chsten harten Einheit oder dem n\u00e4chsten Wettkampf darf man sich ruhig mal fragen, ob man sich wirklich ein bisschen angestrengen will. Das w\u00e4re dann etwa so:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I can tell I\u2019m at the limit when I can taste a little bit of blood in my mouth, and that\u2019s how I stayed, right on the edge. This moment is why I fell in love with bike racing, and why I still love it\u2014the mysterious surprises that can happen when you give everything you\u2019ve got. You push yourself to the absolute limit\u2014when your muscles are screaming, when your heart is going to explode, when you can feel the lactid acid seeping into your face and hands\u2014and then you nudge yourself a little bit further, and then a little further still, and then, things happen. Sometimes you blow up; other times you hit that limit and can\u2019t get past it. But sometimes you get past it, and you get into a place where the pain increases so much that you disappear completely.<\/p>Hamiliton, Tyler. The Secret Race<\/em>. Bantam Books, 2012, p. 22.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
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Oder wie Tyler das k\u00fcrzer formuliert: I\u2019m good at pain.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Vor der n\u00e4chsten harten Einheit oder dem n\u00e4chsten Wettkampf darf man sich ruhig mal fragen, ob man sich wirklich ein bisschen angestrengen will. Das w\u00e4re dann etwa so: I can tell I\u2019m at the limit when I can taste a little bit of blood in my mouth, and that\u2019s how I stayed, right on the … <\/p>\n