Wind or Hills?

Today’s topic of discussion: Wind or Hills?

For me, it’s a no-brainer – give me hills any day, and keep the wind. The caveat I’ll put on that is that I’ve never really ridden or ran mountains, as in over about 3 or 4 miles of continual decent climbing, and my max climb is probably around 500 feet (like on a routine basis – I’ve done a decent amount of backpacking/hiking in various sets of mountains). Yeah, I’m a flatlander.

Hills – Hills can be dealt with. Take shorter steps. Run slightly across the grade. Smaller chainring, bigger cog. They’re a challenge that can be broken down to one’s skills. AND there’s always the promise of a downhill while one’s running uphill. Although that promise is a lot more enticing when one’s on skis or wheels.

Wind? There’s not a darn thing you can do. If the wind’s blowing, unless it’s within about 45 degrees of one’s posterior, it’s going to slow you down. Vector addition and all that. Plus, wind always will shift to slow one down. And unless it’s really blowing, there’s not a whole lot of speed advantage unless one is sailing. And then, one needs to worry that the wind will increase the chop and potentially upset one’s drink.

4 easy miles today at lunch. No Forerunner, no iPod. No clue how long it took, ‘cept it was most likely closer to 10 minute miles than 8. But it’s all right. The whole thing pretty much felt good. I didn’t finish strong, but I finished. May have been a bit dehydrated, too. Oh, and the wind was fierce, blowing cold and strong straight out of Canada, with a healthy fetch across the bay.

I’ll skip the food details, but it was all good stuff. 50/50 extra lean ground beef / ground turkey meatloaf for supper. My wife should start a healthier food restaurant. I swear, there’s a happy medium to be found between sprouts and beans and deep-fried twinkies. Somebody needs to notice this and make a mint serving sensible but tasty food.

One last recommendation: NPR did a bit on Wayne Shorter, a jazz saxophonist who got noticed with Art Blakey and the Jazz Messengers, was part of the Miles Davis Quintet with Ron Carter and Herbie Hancock. Brilliant.

Please Allow Me to Re-introduce myself

My name is Hove – H to the oh-vee…

Someone mentioned mash-ups a while ago. There’s a lot of crappy ones out there, but I have got to wholeheartedly endorse DJ Dangermouse’s “The Grey Album”. Overlays samples from “The Beatles” with Jay-Z’s “The Black Album”. Nice and low-key, good beat, etc. I’ve legitimately bought both albums, so I don’t feel too bad about downloading. I do need to figure out how to get something over to Dangermouse to completely even out my whuffie on the whole transaction.

In any case, it’s a great sentiment – “Please allow me to re-introduce myself” – Not exactly a do-over, but more of a reinvention, rebirth, renaissance. It’s what I’m trying to do with 2005 – physically, professionally, and psychically (The husband and dad thing I’m pretty darn happy with – so I’ve got that going for me).

3 s l o w miles on the treadmill tonight while I caught up on Battlestar Galactica. (The show rocks – if you haven’t checked it out, they’ve got the first episode on their website. A download that won’t send you to jail, if you can believe it. I’m meaning to watch it. They’ve added 4 scenes. Plus, it don’t cost nothin’.) 10 minute pace, but it’s the first run in a week that has felt good. On track for the week, with drill over the weekend.

Eating was better today – coffee, clementines, and a Tim Horton’s raisin bagel for breakfast; 4/5ths of a 6″ Subway club (cheese and mustard, lots of veggies) for lunch with half a bag of bar-b-q chips; and a cup of whole wheat spaghetti with spicy sauce and 3 low fat turkey meatballs for supper. And no desire to hit the monster tonight.

Tomorrow will be a challenge. The program has me going to T-W-T-S-S for running days, instead of the old T-T-S-S. But I’m psyched.