Zen and the Art of Speedskating

We travel not only with our feet but with our minds, and for reasons that are not entirely clear our minds are knotted up with word-processing software. We are creatures that love words. We search for words to describe what we perceive as we travel, but the opposite is also true: The world struggles to match the material already sparking in our imaginations.
-From the Washington Post’s Achenblog

or, what happens, is that after a lifetime of travel, your imagination finally leads you to a landscape that matches your life & imagination stride for stride. The quote above was probably written in an office cubicle in Washington DC. I write my blog after walking the dog with jess and seeing the sunset pictured here.

Very quickly I am feeling that this odd desert city between the peaks of the Wasatch & Oquirrhs is home. (click here, or the image above see the panorama of tonight’s sunset, scroll to the right to see it all.).

Gotta thank the dog for helping me find this overlook. Thanks Lilly!!

My emotional exaustion of a few days ago was a warning sign of impending physical collapse. On Saturday, for the first time this year, I could not finish a workout. I was completely spent, done, shot, legs burning, wobbly, and the HR 20 beats below my anaerobic threshold. A couple of easy days are here now, and I am planning on doing lots of nothing, except for easy cycling & following Lilly on nice walks. One advantage I have from doing this crazy racer thing is for lots of years is self-knowlege, been here before, done this, I will bounce back in a few days. (Carla, I stopped myself before I got to the “crawl on the floor/bird with broken wings” state of overtraining, I can still walk the dog!)

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