…headlong into all of my projects.
I’m slowly transitioning back to my normal schedule. After working two weeks of 13-hour night shifts, it’s been slow getting back to a normal schedule. Usually it takes me a day and then I’m right back at it. Two days later and I’m still wide awake at 2:30 am.
I sat back with my feet up on the desk, watching Ironman Live last night. I drifted off hearing about Macca’s run. Goddess finally shooed me off to bed and he still hadn’t finished. That should give you an idea of how early I fell asleep. I had hoped to see Sam McGlone‘s finish, mainly to see how well she did in her very first Ironman (2nd!), but instead waited until this morning to read the recap.
The beauty of being wide awake this morning was being able to really flesh out my new photography site. A bit of patience to find old shots, realizing that my photo archiving over the past few years, while complete, was scattered all over the house and computer. A few of the shots were real fun to revisit and rework, especially the early ones. It’s amazing how a couple of years of learning the intricacies of Photoshop can turn something that I spent days working on years ago into a 5-minute project now.
Another advantage of being up this morning was being able to run my Massage Stick over my sore legs. After a couple of weeks of non-focused activity, I’ve ramped up my running to get ready for the Flying Monkeys next month. First off I was amazed at how tight my hamstrings got during those two weeks. I’ve been stretching and thinking I’ve worked them out, but at mile 9 into my 11-mile run yesterday, they really tightened up. So yesterday and today I’ve been hobbling like an old man if I sit for too long.
Late yesterday, Goddess and I went out for an easy spin on the bike. Part of the beauty of non-focused training has been the chance to explore the surrounding area, which is still new to us after moving into this house just two months ago. I found a wilderness area not 1/2 mile from the house, with plenty of paved and unpaved trails weaving everywhere. Matter of fact, I was able to run the majority of my 11 miles yesterday within the confines of the area and not have to backtrack much at all. There’s definitely more to explore.
So Goddess and I spun easily through the woods, enjoying the turkeys and other wildlife. We even took a “shortcut”, which meant that we had to carry our bikes up a steep ravine to get to where we needed to be. Goddess came out of that with a few cuts and a bit of blood. And she was smiling the whole way!
Looking forward to the next few weeks. Training continues to ramp up, a trip out to see the fall colors at Great Smoky Mountains National Park and then a half marathon. We’ll see how it all works out.
Hope all is well with you.