It was a short training week. Each summer I spend July and most of August at our cottage in eastern Ontario, Canada. Our place is in a small fishing village called Erieau. It is a half-mile wide and about three miles long. We used to do the 1100+-mile drive in one day, but three years ago started taking two days.
When we arrived one of our sons and his family had opened up both houses, cleaned windows, pressure washed the deck, and put in the dock and the boat hoist. What a treat. It was actually summer weather when we arrived. The temperature was in the mid to high 80s. After Mississippi’s 90 plus temperatures, with high humidity, this felt wonderful.
All of my workouts last week had to be done by Thursday. I swam on Monday and Thursday, rode my bike in the trainer on Tuesday, and ran on Thursday. I am not used to having three days in a row where I am not training. I felt something was missing. It felt good to go to the pool, in town, yesterday. I swam for an hour.
Last night the weather changed, and my morning run today was in 64 degrees. I am trying to wrap my head around all of the metric distances. It happens every year. The pool is 25 meters instead of yards. Usually it takes a couple of weeks to adjust to the added distance. I was surprised this year to get in and swim and not notice the extra yardage. My run through the Village and along Lake Erie was nice with lots of stops to say hello to people I haven’t seen for a year.
This is the week that I begin adding distance to my training. I look forward to building strength and endurance for Ironman Florida.