I recently read a tweet from Paula Findlay asking if blogging was still a thing. And she wrote an accompanying blog just in case. Given that there were 6 comments on said blog, I can only assume that the answer to the question is yes, blogging is indeed still a thing. Well at least if you have fans. I’ve decided to finally write another entry regardless.
Lately when we go out with friends, I’m asked about how much I train, what races I’m doing this year, what I eat when training,etc. I’m not sure if it’s because people actually care, or they think I just have nothing else to talk about. It must be the first one. I’ll happily talk about travel (I’m racing in San Fran and Lanzarote this Spring), fashion (those new TCTC kits are gonna look sick) or music (Kanye’s Monster still gets me amped for races). See. At any rate, this blog entry is dedicated to you.
With two early season races this year, my training schedule has looked a little different than previous years. I’m usually in the early stages of building my base back up at this time of year. But with Escape from Alcatraz coming up in 4 ½ weeks and IMLanzarote a mere 3 ½ months away, weeknight beers have been banished and the goggle straps are wearing thin. It is tough to keep motivated throughout the winter, but several people have been there to keep me going 6 days a week, especially my coach who has finally built some rigour around my training, and Dezz who all but kicks me out the door to make sure I get my training in despite just starting renos in our new house. And all that training seems to be paying off (well at least on the bike and the run).
The newest addition to my training regimen is stair repeats in preparation for the dreaded Alcatraz sand ladder. Thanks Jon...no really, thanks. I’ve noticed a positive impact on my leg strength already. The only downside is tight calves. But last night I rocked the CEP socks during (instead of just after) my set, and today the legs feel like they are ready to hammer tonight’s spin (wait, can one “hammer” an E2 ride?).
All in all, I’m pretty stoked to see where the next 4 weeks take me, and then the next 8 or 9 weeks after that. If you already know what happens, don’t tell me. I prefer surprises.
