It’s crazy how fast time goes by when you’re having fun. David and I, as well as the three NTG girls, have been here in Park City for nearly five weeks now. You know that feeling when you were ten years old, arriving in Hawaii for a week of family vacation, where it felt like there was no way the week would never actually end? The beaches and smoothies and humongous plants would just go on forever? That’s basically how it was when we got here to Park City on the first day; two months seemed like an eternity, and we set up shop here in Pete V’s condo as if we had just gotten Utah plates.
But I just realized that we are way past the half-way point. Weird how the outlook can be so different depending on the circumstances; I’m rejoicing when the three minute mark ticks by on those 6 minute level 4 intervals, but saddened that only a minority of my Park City summer is now left. But I guess that’s just how it goes; what can you do?
Speaking of training, it has been going supremely. As far as venues, this area of Utah has to rank among some of the best anywhere. Even with rollerskiing basically every single day for 35 days, I think we have only skied on the same road a maximum of thrice. There is so much singletrack snaking around the hills right behind our condo, it’s almost enough to make one want to go for a run. Almost….
Besides the obvious, we went fly fishing a few days ago on the Provo, and then hit up a sketchy hot-springs hole on the side of the road a few days later. This was pretty much the opposite of the cold, Alaskan mountain lakes we are used to; so hot it was, quite literally, unbearable.
From here on out, the training starts to seriously ramp up again towards our last week. We get to run the Agony TT next week, and if you don’t know how I feel about that, maybe you should check a post I did a few weeks ago of the same name. Overall, it should be a good block. It will be nice to capitalize on the situation here in Park City, which is conducive to world-class training.
Me skiing up and over the top of East Canyon, looking down into Salt Lake City
David teasing the Provo
Me again, working on some double-pole
The crew, taking a break from the scalding pools
Coach Whitcomb uses his zen powers to fully submerge; David makes sure he doesnt boil to death