I lied. There as no racing for me this weekend. But I do have a very good excuse for it.
You see, ever since Kelly has taken her new job up at Great Glen, she has been forced to work weekends. After all, that is when the majority of events are taking place and visitors are visiting Mount Washington. So we haven’t had much time together since then. There is nothing I can do about it, so no use complaining. She has had a few weekends off here and there, mostly the ones she took off to watch me race. The last weekend we were “together” we spent Friday night driving to southern Vermont to register for a race. That Saturday, she stood in the cold rain for about 9 hours waiting for me to come across a finish line, then cleaned up a soaking wet camp site and got in the car and drove back to North Conway. On that day we were both up from about 4am until about 11pm. That’s a long day. On Sunday, we both did work around the house. Not what I would really call a great weekend together, but I have to give it to her. I tell her I am racing, she will stand in whatever conditions for however long and wait for me to finish. I’m a pretty lucky guy.
So, on Friday afternoon, she told me she had the weekend off, the last thing I wanted to make her do was get up at 5am on a Saturday, drive to Portland Maine, stand in the freezing cold (it was supposed to rain, but not sure if it ever did) and watch me kill myself for 40 minutes riding around in a circle, then drive back home. As much as I want to be in every race, and gain as much experience as I can, I know my limits, and what I can push her to do. With that in mind, I bagged it. I didn’t even hesitate.
During the weekend, we didn’t do anything over spectacular (except going out to dinner with her work which they called “prom”) but the point is we were together. After about 9 years of being together, I really still enjoy spending time with her. I guess that’s a good thing being we are prepping to get married.
Other than that, motivation to do any training during the week has been super low. I think it mostly has to do with the weather getting wicked cold and the fact it is getting darker much quicker. In my mind, there isn’t anything worse than getting up before work, going out into 30 degree temps and getting a workout in. Ugh, not for me, no thanks. With the Great Glen weekly cross series starting up this weekend, I better get my act in gear.
