{"id":1186,"date":"2025-05-17T02:00:00","date_gmt":"2025-05-16T20:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/?p=1186"},"modified":"2025-05-15T21:31:05","modified_gmt":"2025-05-15T15:31:05","slug":"the-girl-was-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/2025\/05\/17\/the-girl-was-back\/","title":{"rendered":"The girl was back"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">After 5 years of not riding Iceman, I decided to get back in the game last year. But in the last few weeks leading up to race day, the indecision and obstacles started to build. And I started to wonder, should I race at all? Was I too far gone from that \u201cold Kandy\u201d \u2013 the girl I used to be?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The doubt started when I took my bike into Brick Wheels for some basic upkeep &#8211; and got the news that I was seconds from \u201ccatastrophic fail.\u201d That\u2019s a biggie, even for me. My back rim was cracked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But they would put a rush on this part! They gave me a loaner bike! They consoled me, there in the dim light of October! They took away every obstacle\u2026including a good DNF story in hindsight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Next, I went to the SkyBridge with the family.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There, a woman hacked on me, and I watched with laser precision as my face, chest and head became clogged over the next week\u2026 as I rode that gorgeous rental that Brick Wheels had loaned me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Between the two setbacks, I started wondering if this was a sign I should sit this one out. First my bike, now my body. Not to mention, had I really trained enough? It was never enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A tiny part of me also started to think, I am an excellent cheerleader.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By that Monday before Iceman, I was choosing my cheering spots &#8211; and getting antibiotics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By Tuesday, I got my bike back. But the cheer around Brick Wheels did not match the cheer in my heart. The setbacks had put the brakes on my goals \u2013 and I doubted I should ride at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By Wednesday, the meds were kicking in\u2026 and I felt a little better. My tiny little Iceman heart started to wonder if I should at least go ride the finish\u2026 just to see it again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By Thursday, I was riding the winding, twisting finish &#8211; and picking out the spots I might take a digger on if I wasn\u2019t careful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then \u2013 out of nowhere \u2013 I got weepy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Not because I might not race (some part of me was relieved I might not be racing at all), but because I was at Iceman again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In that fencing, behind those gates, among that buzz in the air &#8211; after 5 years of not racing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">5 years! 5! F-i-v-e!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I thought of how much I\u2019d gone through in those years, which had been a personal hell\u2026 but that\u2019s where the happy tears were coming from.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Because I was there at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Because I saw that I was still me. I was still biker chick, sick and all. I was still here. And, I had spent a precious, gorgeous fall out in the woods &#8211; with the leaves below me and the sky above.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I don\u2019t know if I have ever felt so thankful for my bike as I did in that moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Because I realized I had found my way back to my bike, despite all that had happened \u2013 the girl who took crap was gone, the girl who stood up for herself was in the chute, and the girl who loved to bike? She was back in the saddle, complete with a sparkly pink skirt over her spandex.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I knew then that I would race. Even if I had to limp it in (which I did &#8211; at one point in Iceman, I realized a LOT of people were checking me as they passed me by \u2013 \u201cARE YOU OK, MICHIGAN GIRL????\u201d)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I knew I wanted to see this comeback Iceman through, regardless<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Kandace Chapple<\/strong> is a writer and wrangles Michigan Girl, a women\u2019s membership group that gathers to hike, bike and otherwise get out under that Michigan sky every other week. She can be reached at kandace@michgirl.com. Join her Facebook group for women at Michigan Girl Bike (&amp; Hike!) Group.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After 5 years of not riding Iceman, I decided to get back in the game last year. But in the last few weeks leading up to race day, the indecision and obstacles started to build. And I started to wonder, should I race at all? Was I too far gone from that \u201cold Kandy\u201d \u2013 &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/2025\/05\/17\/the-girl-was-back\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The girl was back&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[18],"tags":[69,165,72,139,179,141],"class_list":["post-1186","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-training","tag-iceman","tag-iceman-cometh-challenge","tag-kalkaska","tag-training","tag-training-tips","tag-traverse-city"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1186"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1188,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186\/revisions\/1188"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1186"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1186"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.iceman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1186"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}