The Highs and Lows

This week I spent at a conference up in incredible Blue Mountain Lake. I plan and conduct this every year; and every year there are stories to tell. This one was no execption at all. We had a reception the first night at a nearby art center that featured an incredible band, Flame. We all snickered when we first saw them on stage - these are individuals with handicaps, some are mental and some physical. It was awkward to say the least. I steeled myself for the politically correct response to their performance. But hey - these guys truly rocked! They had us all singing along, sweaty, clapping, hooting and hollering (no there was no liquor involved). Kudos to Flame, a kickass band.

I managed to get out each morning into the chilly air and do a run on undulating roads. What a relief for these city lungs to get crisp Adirondack air. Once I get over the panic of the quietquietquiet I kinda zone out and hear the greensong of everything around me (thanks Orson!) and these runs were EASY.

Like, scary easy. Like - I usually am pushing it at 3.5 - 4 miles, and I did 6 and 4.5 and 3 (on hills!) and finished feeling energized?!

Love it. Mind you my knees are training for all city chorus right now. I need to work on my quad strength and GET IN THE POOL dammit. Ease up some of this creaking. Oh - and get new sneakers, my current Asics are beat and need a decent burial.

I came back mid week and hit bootcamp class the next morning even though I was flat out exhausted from traveling and being "on" for four days. Class was a 4.8 mile run which I did with another classmate and I didn't even need my headphones! As chilly as it was I am always a sweaty mess after exertion, my pants looking like I peed and my scarf so wet it is dripping down my shirt. Not one of my more admirable traits.

I was to return the next day to class and I could not move out of bed. I felt fine but was so tired. Saturday too, I took a two hour nap in the middle of the day(or fainted). I just don't do that sort of thing. It was delicious.

I managed to sit on the trainer a few nights and boy that seat hurts like hell. My omega three fatty ass is not making it any more comfortable for my ...uh...delicates. I'm sore for all the wrong reasons. Me no likey. I have to spend more time in the real saddle....apparently spin class is just pampering my booty.

I did a brick today after spin class - 2.5 miles on the treadmill. I felt great, but again I just generate so much water I felt that how I looked was making other people uncomfortable, probably wondering if they coudl move me when I passed out and hoping I didnt collapse in their general direction. Asses. My clothes were so wet when I was done it was difficult to get them off.

I am amazed at how much laundry I am generating, how much I just want to sleep, and how HUNGRY I am, like, always.

They are saying rain all week. Does not sound good for outdoor activity, but I will keep my fingers crossed.