Another year...poor woman.

I'm sitting here thinking about the best way to write today's post. I feel like I am now under the scrutiny of Natalie the Nazi blog reviewer. Plus, I am attempting to write about a wonderful weekend away from reality. When I say reality I am referring to the kids.

Friday after work I decided to squeeze in a quick 2000 yds up at the rec. The sun was shining into the pool water and drilled through my warmup it occurred to me. It's only October, we have a long nasty Ohio winter ahead of us. These workouts are going to get pretty tough come late December with the 20 degree weather and Christmas ale. Oh well. As always though, I can't seem to finish a swim with out producing some lactic acid. I put together a quick little set that would burn a little. As follows:

100 sub 1:10 100 kick 30 seconds rest.

100 @ 1:08 100 Kick 30 sec. rest

100 @ 1:05 100 kick 30 sec rest.

100 @ 1:02 100 kick 1 min rest.

100 @ :57 100 drill.

See, nothing too extreme. I feel like 2000 yds drill just doesn't cut it. It's kind of like wasting good pool time, plus if you let your body relax to much it eventually takes advantage. But, that's my opinion and from the amount of rehab and icing I do I would say that further research is needed.

Well that wraps up week 1 at 6300 yds. Just writing that makes me laugh considering I'll be dropping 6k twice a day in April. This week is a slow start already. The bed and wife felt too good to leave this morning so it looks like I'll be swimming T/W/F. All I need is 6500 this week anyway.

So back to this weekend. Natalie and I got a hotel w/ in room hot tub to spend our anniversary. We drove all the way to...Twinsburg. Friday night we bough some beers, and let me get off topic for a moment. I have to throw a shout out to my homies at Breckenridge Brewery for developing the almighty wonderfulness they call Vanilla Porter. Well worth the 8.99. I must also say that Goose Island has put together a top 3 Autumn Ale that is light enough one could kill 6 easily. Which brings me to Saturday morning. We got up around 8 and said "Good Morning" then went down and had a romantic continental breakfast consisting of an unidentified meat sausage and preformed egg saucers. Yum. I added an exquisite taste of Section 8 with the addition of Valuetime Louisiana "style" hot pepper juice. As a side note...If the sauce cost 88 cents, don't. Natalie and I then took a Little trip to Fleet Feet to drop some coin on a sale rack. We hung out until real customers started coming but, did enjoy some Kona open water swimming. On to Saturday's highlight.

A little trip down to the Boston store gave way to 90 minutes on the Buckeye trail. After two weeks of not running and a strong concentration on repair and rehab I decided this was a good idea. It is wonderful running in the Cuyahoga Valley during fall. However, I am quite disappointed that the leaves in the valley are somewhat behind. Natalie and I ran 50 minutes out which felt great but, on the way back I started tripping and twisting things. I took a nice full leg twist on my right side which is sore 2 days later. WTF? All in all the run was nice. I had fun out there taking pictures and running with my wife. Something we never get to do. It's really hard to convince a 3 years old to drop below 9 minute miles...on his bike.

Saturday night we went to dinner at Blue canyon. I won't go into it but, let's just call it a waste. Natalie and I were both on the fence about it anyway. Any place that thinks they can charge $4 for a miller lite can kiss my ass. I really don't like those uppity dilweeds with their stupid sense of entitlement. I guess I'm the dummy who paid $30 for a steak that would be considered average at Lonestar. Natalie got the Lobster and bacon pizza. It was good, and further proves one of my life theories that bacon is the crack of the smoked meat world.

After dinner we stopped at Pulp, the juice bar on 82. I have to say that they take premixed juices and scoops of powders and yogurts to a new level. I think I found a new place to drop $5 after a tough morning workout. These little creations come in 24 or 32 oz sizes. Both which are too big to consume at one time without being nauseous. I tried.

So that's a weekend recap. Really, who gives a sheep you are probably saying. Right. It's now back to work. I'm sitting here at my desk rocking out to some new Metallica and switching from blogging to writing a report on some sampling research I just finished. Maybe I'll blog again later this week, maybe I won't. All I know is that I need to get up and stretch my calves.