Sat – rest
Sun – 3k swim (1×1.5, 10x100m, 500drills), 1hr bike
Mon – AM – 1hr run, PM: gym – squats/snatches/etc + row intervals
Tues – AM: 3k swim (1x1k, 10x100m, 1x1k), 40min turbo, 40min commute
The winter has most definitely arrived. What gives me this impression?
Perhaps it’s the return of numb fingers as I bike into college, or the fact that my Monday run resulted in a husky cough from breathing in daggers, or maybe it was the steam rising from my skin after yet another turbo session completed in the garage.
Taking a deep breath and facing the wall of icy air as I leave the house is getting tricky, and i’ve spent a couple of sessions in the gym where normally i’d be outside. I’m still deciding if I dare face an evening track system tonight – especially now I know I can jump into the car and appear at the nice warm gym like magic.
Still, the LB commented this morning that winter training, in his opinion, is one of the best types.
Winter training, for me, immediately brings to mind images of raw red limbs, and the strange sensation that comes when you knock yourself when every part of your body is numb.
Having spent my winter teenage years shivering away working at a riding stables, I have plenty of these experiences to mention – the best of which involves a horses hoof and my baby toe. (I still wince…)
Still, it has to be said – few things are better for conjuring up some mental courage and toughening the continence. Just as long as you warm up properly first..
Anyway – who needs an ice bath when the air is enough to freeze your soul?