It was almost as if Momma N was refereeing (or taunting?) the outgoing Spring and incoming Summer in a battle of seasonal weather. We had extreme heat (with sky-high humidity), plenty of rain and all kinds of psychotic wind.
Remember, this is Iowa. Anything calm just wouldn’t be our norm.
I’m always up for an adventure.
Likewise, I’m thankful for friends who are always willing to join me in my adventurous endeavors. Whether it involves a long-distance race (in a faraway place), a late-at-night run (under the full moon), or a day-long bacon-enhanced ride (with no guarantee on favorable weather), it’s great to have such friends.
Alas, the Baccoon Ride caught my attention and I simply had to check it out!
It ain’t summer yet (according to the calendar), but it sure feels like it!
Personally, I’m quite alright with that. As I’ve said numerous times, the summer season is far too short in the Midwest. I totally embrace the extended daylight, the warmth, and even the humidity (when it’s not too extreme).
This week certainly blessed us (me?) with all those summer feels….
What can I say?
DAM to DSM is my favorite race, and it never disappoints. My finish times, however, have not always been what I’d hoped… but the event, itself, is pretty stellar.
This was my 17th time taking part in all the DAM fun. Again, it gave me a taste of all things good…
Most know how much I look forward to this point-to-point race every summer. Most know, as well, that this spring wasn’t very conducive to long-distance training (at least not in comparison to what I usually have in terms of time and availability).
Nonetheless, I wasn’t gonna sit this one out...
Ahhh, it feels so good to have the "big" race in the rearview mirror, and a recovery week in the foreground.
This week was all about easy-peasy (but active!) recovery. The running was kept at the minimum, and there was a lot of muscle TLC and low-impact movement.
We also welcomed the "real feels" of summer with the arrival of consistent warmer temps and our first touch of humidity.
I'm feeling like some chitchatting and whatnotting are in order.
Anyone care to join me? We can gather around a virtual table. We can sip our virtual drinks of choice (my latest poison is a hazelnut cappuccino latte). And we can have some virtual conversation.
I'm game, with mug in hand...
Wow! A week of taper!
Ironically, it felt strange to remember that I actually had a half marathon happening on Saturday, June 1st. Not only did the date sneak up on me, but my mind and body just didn’t have the usual mojo to properly train.
Even with an erratic spring, in terms of stress and more than usual busyness, there was no way I’d sit this one out. Alas, the week of taper was upon me…
