A complex and infuriating situation meant that I didn't get to do the ski I wanted, so instead I went down to Goldbar in mid-afternoon on a weekend and discovered people skiing the wrong way on the trails, walkers attempting to use the individual classic track as their own personal foot slots, and of course, off-leash dogs.
Porcupine in a tree was an adorable distraction, though.
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Morning cycle that turned out to be slightly more around.... noon. Oh well.
I'm going to lump one 45 minute ride and one 1 hour ride into a single workout because ARGH.
Really, I could go running, though. My foot has improved, but I often feel that going out for one run would set me back to where I was before I stopped running two weeks ago. I can tell because every now and then it starts to burn while I'm standing for maybe a minute before settling down. So its clearly not 100%, but this is yet another winter where I'm really not getting in the training I'd like. And I think my results from last summer show that that really didn't end up providing results I wanted.
3 x 15 minutes with 1 minute off at a ludicrously slow pace because it was so, so slow. Even slower than Monday. I was also particularly irritable because I came upon three different people with their off-leash dogs, each time simply stating on my way bay "this is not an off-leash area". Presumably all of them were indignant that I told them what is already a fact. The third person even decided to try and flag me down on the way, but there was no way in hell I was stopping mid-interval to chit-chat. Especially when I feel reasonably confident he's going to inform me that "this trail isn't only for skiers", or some such garbage as they always say. That is entirely irrelevant. Saving for the fact that it might be nice if people didn't walk all over the middle of the trail, its not like I can stop them from doing that. Or even having their dogs on the trails. Just not off-leash. *urge to kill.... rising....* It seems to constantly turn my otherwise pleasant ski into total frustration. Every time.
Despite there being lots of snow, its all quite dry, and kinda cold, so its slow as all hell. Its also quite soft. So a very slow slog. Fortunately that's really all it was meant to be, a nice easy slow toodle.