Blowing & Drifting

The Thanksgiving weekend has rounded off nicely. I ventured out for a rollerski this afternoon for the first time in almost two months – too long a layoff to avoid some rather deep soreness today in the legs, core, and shoulders. The good news is that I don’t feel that far from being ready to suffer through the City of Lakes Loppet on February 1 – sixty-four days away. Getting on the rollerskis – or god willing, the actual skis – a few times a week now will be a nice change from all the running, and might help me actually get in shape to race the race.

Hopefully, today’s weather, excepting the above-freezing temperatures, was much more “skiing” than “rollerskiing,” with a cast-iron sky, stubbled fields begging to be buried, and a cold wind that seemed to change direction and always be right in my face. Here’s hoping for snow, which would make the wintriness much more bearable.