Well, I tried. Last Sunday I made an effort to join Afton and Jen as they went out for a Sunday trot. All was good until they decided to change locations from Glenmore Landing to Eau Claire. Haven't received the update but I am sure that Jen pushed Afton for pushing Jen. That is why training with a partner is so useful, we get each other from point A to B. High fives all around. I did enjoy a lovely trot around Heritage Park, Sandy Beach, Bel Aire, and Mayfair. Checked out the old 'hood to see how many homes are under renovation THIS week. Lost count after I got to the second pinky toe.
This week we should try to protect ourselves from the 'extreme' heat of the spring sun...+12C for Saturday...let's head on up to Confederation Park and a loop through 45 years of park history. We will meet at West Mount Pleasant arena, located at 610-23 Avenue NW. Call me if you are lost. We will trot off at 9 am...
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As many of you know I work at SAIT as a professional fundraiser. One of the best parts of my job is to meet fantastic donors who truly are passionate about the school and our primary resource...grads. Everything I do is with the goal of getting a student their parchment so that they too can have a great career and life. Another great part of SAIT is learning all about the trades and experiencing the finished products of their hard work. Today I went to a place we call the Marketplace. It is for our culinary programs to sell what the students create. Our School of Hospitality is the only culinary school in Canada that recovers all the food costs that are incurred when they 'practice' preparing their culinary delights. So today I went over there to check out the soups and meat counters but found only this:
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| Oreo Cookie cake 3 foot tall to celebrate the 100th anniversary of Oreo cookies. |
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| butternut squash? Must be healthy! |
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Every once in a while we find our body is not accepting our goals. Really though, who is the master of this domain??? Shouldn't our mind control the rest of this bag of skin? It IS where all the smarts are, right?
Unfortunately our thoughts can be overcome by emissions from the nerves (never mind THOSE emissions!) that tell us we are not 'appreciating' the day of training. We get out there with the greatest of intentions to set a pace that feels practical, a distance within reason, and with a grou that motivates us to complete the task. All seems good until that darn nerve gets pushed and decides to push back.
We will have many days like this along our trails. Our body is a fabulous device to regulate the ability to left-right-repeat-breathe. This device gives you the important information that allows you to make the right decisions to go faster, slow down, work harder, rest, start or stop. Your body says alot to you in the days that you strap on those stinky sneakers and get out there. How do you react?
I strongly suggest a training journal for those that are new to their chosen trot. A journal will allow you to mark all things important in your training day: weather, how you feel, work related issues, body functions related to training (yes, it matters!), etc. Chances are when you have a bad day training it is probably collateral damage from something else not related to the actual trot.
For me, I am suffering through a quadricep issue. Been four months. I always thought it was something but never would I have thought it was a back issue probably related to my new office environment. But it makes sense. Sometimes the little things that have nothing to do with strapping on those shoes. I think that the age of forty(ish) might also be part of my problem. Oh, did I mention that stretching is probably a solution? I know, I try to avoid it too!
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I know that when you get out to a race you always hope that there will be something that gets you motivated to keep going. I have enjoyed many great races over my thirty years of pinning bibs to the front of my shirt. Dancing in the Chateau's of France, punk rock fiddlers in Belgium (and seeing John McRae's bunker where he wrote In Flanders Fields), drinking with the Hash House Harriers in Boston, and four years of Uncoachables in Victoria. But I have never experieinced this:
Now is that motivation for you? Every time I look at this photo I laugh that the adult pays no attention but the young lad is intrigued...
All the best,
John
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