I just woke up from my Thanksgiving Day food coma. Writing this blog post just seemed appropriate. That and trying to do some cross training in the form of raking the leaves. Yes, I know. It's December already and the leaves have been down for several weeks now, but I feel like I can produce the maximum amount of watts when the leaves are all heavy from the extreme frosting they got the night before. That sounded awkward. But I guess a lot of things do in the not-so-off-season.
It looks like a few pro teams are having their first training camps to prepare for 2009. Saxo Bank. chose to dump their riders into freezing cold Danish waters and gave them guns. Yikes! I think I'd rather hang with the Garmin-Chipotle guys, play paintball, and drink beer at altitude. (er... ride bikes at altitude?). Whatever it is, it's gotta be better than being a skinny cyclist freak in Spain right now.
Yes. Road racers often do odd things in the (not-so) off-season, not least of which is buying road bikes with extra mud clearance and knobby tires and riding in the ice cold wind, mud, and rain. Good thing it has a cool name; "Cyclocross". It's like a religious tornado, and depending on the day, will make you curse or thank the heavens. But like all good things, the 'cross season is coming to an end. Hilariously, I have my second and last race in the near future. After that, I'm not quite sure what I'll do with myself. There are the obvious options (hibernate, drink, get fat), the healthier options (be cold, ride a bike, don't drink), and stupid options (going to the gym, running, pilates). Considering my current track record, I'll have an off-season plan nailed down by April or May, which works perfectly with my plan to avoid riding the trainer or rollers this winter. Success!
In the meantime, I'm going to try to rebutton my pants to hide my turkey day paunch. Next year, I'll just sit at the dinner table in my stretchiest pair of bibs shorts. Family photos be damned. I'll be comfy as shit!
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