Holiday times are more or less over
now. This blog, is written from my cosy sofa next to Easter road stadium.
Edinburgh seemed the same as I left it. Gym at CSE was still there.
And I managed my way around Sainsburys – despite the magazine shelf
had moved.
The camp in Spain carried on a very
positive note until the very last couple days. One day I bonked –
quite totally and after that I never recovered. The overall load was
high as expected, but resulted in temporary overload (or overreach)
as became rather clear when I got to Finland. As a concluding remark,
the camp was good; riding, riding and riding until I couldn't do it
anymore. The end just came two day too early.
Our flight to Finland was on 23rd
– not a single day too late. Over Christmas I just tried to relax
and rest the overload away (and acknowledgedly, eat it away). Either
way, after Christmas I slowly got back to training, which went okay
from the beginning. To my great surprise, I found myself running and
what made the surprise even greater was the fact that I didn't hate
it. And after two miserably slow runs, I actually found that I liked
running – only to some extent, though. To be clear, there are no
plans whatsoever of changing sport, definitely not.
Then came the new year, which ended up
being the most memorable. I spent with some good friends to begin
with. We had quality time with the guys – training first, then
having a good dinner, and having good time. That night I met
someone very special, who turned my life around quite a bit – if
not totally.
Training is starting to get proper
again after taking a careful couple of weeks with the temporary
overload. The weather here is fairly unpredictable and with all the
uniwork, we decided to do some more intense stuff to wake up the
power a bit, which we haven't really done for ages. In fact, it all
started today with at test. It is unbelieveable how nervous can one
be about couple of minutes on turbo trainer – I was comic more than
anything. A grown-up bloke staring at the bike almost shaking – way
to go, eh? Anyway, the test was eventually done and done okay.
Nothing was really in our expectations, but just to clarify a
baseline for the coming weeks' workouts. Now we have it, and I'm
relieved the test is done. I mean, it seems just a personal issue I
have with tests. The tests just stress and thus, annoy the heck out
of me – without a rational reason.
But hey, it was a solid start after
what was a little worrying time with my physical recovery. We are
taking steps to the right direction again - leading towards the
racing season and graduating with a MSc degree. Busy months to look
forward to.
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