Iron Pol

It's funny how sometimes the "silver lining" to things is just a matter of perspective.  After six days fighting an upper respiratory infection, I have to consider myself the lucky one.  While training has been curtailed and most of my excercise has come at the business end of a snow shovel, I can at least say I was the "survivor."  Everyone else in the house went down harder.

The timing was at least fortunate.  The past six days have pushed Wisconsin toward one of the harshest winters in recorded history, at least where snowfall is concerned.  We've had 3-4 inches just about every day for a week.  Over the weekend, it was nearly nine inches.  While I've had to forego official training, I have done a lot of strength workouts hefting all the snow.  We now have three foot banks of snow along our sidewalks, and six foot banks along the driveways.  It's getting tough to get snow over the piles at the end of the driveway, both of which have gone over seven feet high.

There is more snowfall in the forecast, so I haven't put the shovels away.

Tomorrow, it's back to the pool, as it seems the worst of the chest cold is clearing up.  While I will train with minor injuries, ear infections, head colds, allergies, or any of a wide variety of other ailments, pulmonary conditions will always get my attention.  In this case, I opted for full (or really close to full) recovery.

If you're in Wisconsin, enjoy the snow.  The farmers need it.  If you're in the south, enjoy the warm.  Because we really miss it.  And if you're in the other hemisphere, enjoy your race season.  I'm sure you've trained for it.

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