Bring out that SUN!!!

Cleveland has been very good to me. It's an amazing town, great cycling, wonderful people, yummy restaurants, spectacular park system. But for crying out loud, people, no one should be expected to live through a Cleveland winter. This is number 8 for me and I'm about to pull out my nose hairs one by one to distract from the pain of the endless cloudy days. However, it was SUNNY yesterday. Of course, it couldn't come out until after my gloomy run, but I did get to feel that hint of maybe, just maybe some warmth yesterday evening. In celebration of the event I took out my bike (still the Honch since Little Miss Bigwheels probably won't make an appearance until April), and gave him a full spring cleaning (with new bar tape and everything!). Granted it was so cold that I was wearing my winter coat and mid-calf length Sorel boots. A clean and freshly lubed bike is really something to be admired. It pedaled so smoothly and shifted like butta.... when I did my trainer ride later that day. Grrrrrr.... Thankfully, I'm pretty sure that I'll be headed somewhere significantly sunnier and with a much longer outdoor training season. Not that I'll have time for that...

Just a couple days into camp and I'm already sore. I'm currently trying to arrange my day so as to avoid the water aerobics ladies at the gym.



My pool is just 3 lanes so a carefully planned workout is key. I had to share an end lane with Mr. can't backstroke in a straight line one day and ended up with a very bruised right hand from hitting the wall and ladder over and over trying to avoid a concussion. On the topic of swimming, it's remarkable how much easier it is to get the yardage in with the team compared to by myself. I get to about 3000 yards on my own and am completely and utterly bored out of my skull. I can swim with the team for 5000+ and it's still bearable.

With cycling every day indoors I'm starting to run out of ideas for trainer workouts. I suppose I should put in a couple of steady zone 2 rides, but with no TV for entertainment that's kind of like asking me to rearrange my closet alphabetically by color and store of origin. Sure it may seem like a good idea when you start, but by the time you get to the B's you're looking for a less painful thing to do... like maybe a self lobotomy.

OK, enough complaining for one day. I'll be doing all my workouts outside under the hot sun in just over a week. Ahhhhhh....