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Serious Slacking
We missed four training days. Four. So much for consistency. Last Wednesday, I think we had a legitimate excuse because it was a torrential downpour with thunder and lightening. The holiday weekend was a different story. I'm not sure what that was about, other than laziness, wanting to do other things at our cabin and the fact that we hadn't had our kayaks in the water since last fall. But, the only the thing to do when you fall off the horse is get back on, so last night we resumed our training (sort of). Given the type of training Chris was supposed to be doing and the timeframe, we thought the best thing to do was ride the river trail.
We were supposed to ride for an hour and a half. I knew I needed to get out there because I was still reeling from some bad news that led to a huge disappointment that I don't see getting over any time soon. I thought riding would be good therapy, but it wasn't doing it for me. Hopefully, when I get out on the trail tonight it will be a different story. We were a little afraid the trail would be flooded in parts because of the amount of rain and storms we've had lately, but that wasn't a problem.
Common Ground, our week-long area music festival, was what stopped us. We weren't able to get to the end of the trail because it was blocked by this. Chris spent did some doubling back to get his time in, but I had enough, so I just headed home. I was bored and my foot was bothering me (more about that it a later post) so I really didn't feel like going any farther. I ended up with a pretty pathetic 55 minute ride. (It's funny how your perspective changes. Three years ago I would have thought an hour was a long time to spend on a bike.) Some random photos from our weekend up North are below.
Puppy girls relaxing at the Creek
A field of unidentified purple stuff on our road my mom and I discovered while going for a walk
Kayaking the lovely Au Sable
We missed four training days. Four. So much for consistency. Last Wednesday, I think we had a legitimate excuse because it was a torrential downpour with thunder and lightening. The holiday weekend was a different story. I'm not sure what that was about, other than laziness, wanting to do other things at our cabin and the fact that we hadn't had our kayaks in the water since last fall. But, the only the thing to do when you fall off the horse is get back on, so last night we resumed our training (sort of). Given the type of training Chris was supposed to be doing and the timeframe, we thought the best thing to do was ride the river trail.
We were supposed to ride for an hour and a half. I knew I needed to get out there because I was still reeling from some bad news that led to a huge disappointment that I don't see getting over any time soon. I thought riding would be good therapy, but it wasn't doing it for me. Hopefully, when I get out on the trail tonight it will be a different story. We were a little afraid the trail would be flooded in parts because of the amount of rain and storms we've had lately, but that wasn't a problem.
Common Ground, our week-long area music festival, was what stopped us. We weren't able to get to the end of the trail because it was blocked by this. Chris spent did some doubling back to get his time in, but I had enough, so I just headed home. I was bored and my foot was bothering me (more about that it a later post) so I really didn't feel like going any farther. I ended up with a pretty pathetic 55 minute ride. (It's funny how your perspective changes. Three years ago I would have thought an hour was a long time to spend on a bike.) Some random photos from our weekend up North are below.
Puppy girls relaxing at the Creek
A field of unidentified purple stuff on our road my mom and I discovered while going for a walk
Kayaking the lovely Au Sable
1 comment:
Hang in there girl,better things lie ahead. No horse is tough enough to keep you out of the saddle...
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