Blown Out of the Water

Last night I had just gotten into the pool and started my warm up when the wind kicked up. It started gusting so bad the flags were ripped from their posts. I finished a couple hundred more while waiting for the coach to show up; when he did, he canked practice. It was probably a good decision, as a huge dust storm rolled in just after, but I was selfishly disappointed.

Tonight I went for a run and promptly hit a headwind with the same gusts as last night. Oh, and I was doing hill repeats. I warmed up and then completed 5 x 5:00 with downhill (and tailwind) walking recovery. It was a nice workout and supposed thunderstorm rolling in made it a beautiful evening to be outside. Arizona is awesome like that, but can obviously present some frustrations.

Tomorrow morning, I am heading off to do the Pinnacle Peak ride I mentioned this past week. We will be starting from a different point and most likely including a lot more of the steeper hills in the area; we might even drop over the other side and ride through Fountain Hills, but we’ll see.  I really do enjoy the area, so maybe I’ll tuck away the camera and share a few pictures with you tomorrow. Happy training.