Last night I had committed to an xc ski with a couple o boys, Frank and Shawn. The motivation was not further fueled after a big tumbler of vino with dinner....in all reality, the body was ready for a good ole fashioned SHUT DOWN. With a couple centimeters of new snow and temps in the "quite comfy" range...I decided to shift my locus of focus and pick the guys up for a ski :)
Once we engaged the bindings, started our GPS and heart rate monitors, the motivation quickly returned. This was definitely more of a mellow ski vs an all out slug fest that usually happens with Fil. Other than Shawn hitting the nitro over the final two km of climbing, heart rate was a blissfuly aerobic 130. Conditions were......mint....great glide and super warm.
Woke up this a.m. feeling a tad sluggish but decided it was also a good idea to get the 4 pm ice time in as last wknd felt great to get three games in as well. Cut down the new stick and anxious to try it out. Three guys on the bench lent to a good skate. Getting used to the crispness of this composite stick...not sure if I'm sold yet.
AND THEN IT HAPPENED....it set in right after the post game shower.....was actually noticable when taking off shin pads.....hip flexors felt...HEAVY. Walking to the car was in slooow motion.
Poured a pint of Winter Ale and stuffed my face with chicken and potatoes in a feeble attempt to refuel. Legs still feeling like sandbags....concern is this...Fil returns tonight and is jonesin for an XC ski tomorrow at 11. Looks like I'll have a date with Mr. Red bull and advil...after watching the kids jump and play in gymanastics. Fitness is inevitable at this stage of the game....sleep is pretty essential at this stage :) Mmmmmm this beer is going down well.
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