Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Spring Fever or an Ode to Summer.

It's weeks like this that I wish I already had my college degree in hand so I could enjoy this absolutely gorgeous weather, instead I spent yesterday typing 5 pages of my rough draft and today I'll be couped up in class until 8PM. ..soon enough the semester will be over, it's just getting through these last 3 weeks then I'll be free, until summer session starts, (hopefully, if I have the money.) Right now I'm in burnout mode with school, I just want to have my afternoons back, not have to worry about papers and deadlines, ride my bike to work, without having to worry about how much time I'll waste riding home to grab my car. To spend time researching road surfaces and bike routes, instead of religion, politics, and scholastics. To worry about the conflict between Australia and Germany, instead of Israel and Palestine. To run without the weight of my full backpack, a cup of coffee in one hand and my head staring at my watch as I go anaerobic trying to make it to class on time. To compete, to relax, to actually eat dinner with other people and before 11PM. To watch the tour and learn how to climb like a mountain goat..and descend with very little fear. This seasons is one of my more ambitious, with a small tour of New England built into it, a rest day working as a volunteer at Lake Placid ( hopefully), and possibly a trip to FLA this November or the Lava Fields in October. Quite frankly I can't wait..I want to spend my afternoons training..I want my speed sessions by the lake, I want my town loops from Hell, I want my 4000 yard pool practices after a long day in the saddle. I want to spend my weekends in towns I wouldn't have even thought existed except for the fact I raced there or rode my bike through there once or twice. My head is starting to focus on the beautiful scenes out the window, rather than the lecture that could make or break my scholastic career. I want to unleash that carefree side hardly anyone sees instead of the uptight stressed out, business man/ scholastic everyone sees. I often joke that if anoyne from the Ironman had seen me two days before I flew down it would have been like watching two completely different people. So here's to the summer when my life will not be dictated to me by papers, research and study..but rather how much training I can take and racing my purse strings will allow.

Counting down the days.
R.D.

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