"Winter's Coming"

And with it my resolve to slow the world down.  Because I have spent a good part of the summer training and/or racing, it seems like the fall just snuck up and bit me when I wasn't looking.  I struggle to maintain a balance between my need to anticipate all the stuff that needs done or that I want to do, and my wish to live in the moment.  I'm the guy who has the snow blower out before he puts the lawn mower away.

I have often expressed my gratitude for living in a part of the world with a moderate climate but still enough of a seasonal element as to discourage boredom.   And yet there is nothing that heightens the sense of time passing more than changes in the weather, and changes in the amount of daylight.

And why does the phenomenon seem more pronounced in the fall?  Is it because colder temperatures and less light suggest a passing away, or somehow the end of things?  Conversely does the warmth and brightness of spring imply birth and new beginnings?

And it occurs to me that if I want to do a better job of living for today instead of anticipating the future I should hope for a long, cold winter.  After all there is probably less stuff that needs done when our world freezes up.   Cold weather in essence does it's own part in slowing the world down.

So bring it on Mother nature!  I'm ready!!  Well at least I will be once I get the snow blower hooked up :)

I was a little worried about my run today even before I started.  I knew that I had made a potential mistake yesterday by doing my first real post Ironman weight workout.  I did it wittingly however, as getting back into my weights is more important in the long run than this marathon I'm shooting for.

And my worries were for naught.  My legs were a little sensitive throughout but it never got any worse and I did the 25 kms with relative ease.  And appropriately the weather was perfect!  A bit windy but I don't mind that when it's still 13 degrees.  I even took 5 minutes out to help a stranded cyclist change their flat tire.  I can say with some confidence that I am finally recovered from Penticton.  Game on!

(run 25.5 kms)

"Weather forecast for tonight: dark."---George Carlin

Love

Peter