Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Weather and training.

The translation for the Indian name for my little piece of the world is basically, "the little valley with the big snows." So not only did they decide to drop a university here, but my wife and I decided that this would be a great place to live too. We live in a snow belt where just 10 miles to the north, the average snow fall compared to my driveway can be almost 50 - 60 inches on a good year. We have lived here almost 8 years, and it seems that we've had almost 200 inches every year, trust me, I've shovelled almost every inch of it out of the end of my driveway.

All that being said, training plans can sometimes be revised on a dime depending on what the weather is going to be a day or two in the future. I've been very proud of the schedule that I developed, even though it's only a month in advance right now and written in pencil, but squeezing in the two weekly runs for now is becoming tedious. I guess I should be happy that getting out is possible and that the temperature isn't stuck in the single digits like the people in the plains. Maybe I should just quit my bitching and take on the Semper Gumby, Always Flexible, mantra that I have used in almost every other facet of my life.

Regardless of the weather, I've been very good in keeping up with my swim training, adding distance in small increments, and even adding some kick work and breast stroke to the mix. I can't get the bike out, but I have been putting an hour, three times a week, of pedaling my butt around the basement mindlessly watching Netflix movies and SportsCenter.

Will it matter in the long run, oh yeah, because otherwise I wouldn't be doing this stuff. We watched the Ironman on TV this past Saturday and my wife asked why would I want to put myself through that. My answer was in two parts, but mostly I told her that I was putting in the time and effort to achieve the pinnacle of my chosen sport.

Seemed good to me.

No comments: